Well, the guests have all gone home. Everyone ate too much, and most drank too much (but, only if they weren't driving)! First time I have cooked Thanksgiving dinner in the not quite so new kitchen (have been out of town the last few years - Hong Kong and Australia respectively). We had all the requisites: turkey, stuffing, gravy, mashed potatoes, peas, carrots, brussel sprouts, home-made cranberry sauce, pumpkin chiffon pie (not my creation - but amazing and yummy - and I don't really care for pumpkin), home-made chocolate birthday cake with mocha frosting (for the 20th anniversary of Vicki's 30th birthday), ice cream and wine, wine, wine, wine, wine, wine, wine... Oh, and a few people sipping helium from the birthday balloons! Doesn't work if you're laughing...
Four load of dishes have been run tonight (love the very quiet dishwasher - especially since I hate doing dishes, I need sous-chef in my life!). Probably two more (at least) to go. Soup stock to be turned back on tomorrow. Laughed so hard at several points tonight that I was left gasping and crying. BC has new friends in Michael & Gina (and they have new scars from his launching off of them). M&G are permanently on the invite list when there is turkey - so nice to have someone other than me carve it! Oh, yeah, and Michael gets bonus points for both recognizing and appreciating David Allan Coe as part of the background music...
The local dumpster divers will be happy with the haul of empties - the ones which can't be reused (as, hopefully will my carpenter - he makes wine - I need to get the new pot rack installed!).
Was quite the week! Monday Jacqueline started. Tuesday, Danielle materialised, melted down, and started work. Thursday, Dawn missed the Staff Dinner, and Friday she quit (good timing Danielle!). Saturday was the surprise 60th birthday party for Floyd - my feet are still sore from dancing too much - could barely make it the 1.5 blocks home (which had nothing to do with the field trip to Delilah's en route - where, happily, this time, unlike the last, no one left with my purse and keys - what a fiasco that was!). However, still keeping them well amused - I continue to bring strange things along with me when I arrive - dogs, wheelchairs, five year olds, and this time a massive bouquet of balloons (rescued from the 60th, and used for the 50th - they are off to another party tonight). Reduce, reuse, recycle...
Ah yes, and in between lots of luncheon meetings. Question of the week: why do men lie about their age? Okay, lie might be too strong a word, but fib for certain. Seriously, if you're over 70 (and, unless I am very confused, WELL over - why try to subtract 10 years!?). Anyway, this is all a conundrum which I am sure will work it self out. Or, it will show up here again!
Was quite the week! Monday Jacqueline started. Tuesday, Danielle materialised, melted down, and started work. Thursday, Dawn missed the Staff Dinner, and Friday she quit (good timing Danielle!). Saturday was the surprise 60th birthday party for Floyd - my feet are still sore from dancing too much - could barely make it the 1.5 blocks home (which had nothing to do with the field trip to Delilah's en route - where, happily, this time, unlike the last, no one left with my purse and keys - what a fiasco that was!). However, still keeping them well amused - I continue to bring strange things along with me when I arrive - dogs, wheelchairs, five year olds, and this time a massive bouquet of balloons (rescued from the 60th, and used for the 50th - they are off to another party tonight). Reduce, reuse, recycle...
Ah yes, and in between lots of luncheon meetings. Question of the week: why do men lie about their age? Okay, lie might be too strong a word, but fib for certain. Seriously, if you're over 70 (and, unless I am very confused, WELL over - why try to subtract 10 years!?). Anyway, this is all a conundrum which I am sure will work it self out. Or, it will show up here again!
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