Traveling to my parent's house.....oh the weather was clear, the roads were fine...it was the fact I was heading to the usual holiday disguised spanish inquisition cloaked detailed examination of how I was wasting my life in comparison to my other siblings while trying to maintain my composure during a prolonged yearly evisceration. Snowmaggedon ? Cancelled flights ? Traffic jams ? Nothing compares to my drive into the abyss called a family holiday dinner.