Here's why he said it: I was DEVASTATED that Melissa and my brother Joey left our house in the middle of Christmas Eve. My parents were devastated. My kids were devastated. And it came out of the blue. I have never, ever spent Christmas Eve away from my brother and my parents. We always, ALWAYS spend it together. It's "my" holiday -- my chance to host. My mother used to host it, then I took over. We've spent a couple of Christmas Eves with Kathy's family, but always as a group, and it wasn't our normal thing. Our thing was to be together with my parents. Joey and I and our families and our parents. I know I'm harping on this, but you have to understand what a big deal this was to my family. And for the first time ever, with no warning, Joey says he's leaving (before dinner!) because he's going to Kathy's house. Never in a million years did I expect that. My husband was right, if he really needed to go to Kathy's house, he could have stopped there first, had drinks, and then come and spent Christmas with his family. But instead he stopped by, acted like nothing was up, then suddenly tells me he's leaving. And within minutes of telling us, he's saying, "Pack it up! Pack it up!" It was just so sudden and weird and hurtful.