It's Christmas Eve and all is quiet in Oudenaarde. Andrea made an awesome lasagna before she left and we tossed it in the oven for a tasty dinner. Bed time is just around the corner and my thoughts are back home. Today and tomorrow are the hardest part of being in Euroland. The glory of the Belgian mud vs the family time at home during the holidays. Soon enough I won't have time or energy to think....the race season is approaching fast. I wonder what Rosco is doing?