A short post today. I’m still hung over from the Thanksgiving Turkey massacre. A sharp knife is so important or you get shredded breast meat and a short black lady yelling at you (thanks D). I now know that I can cook thanksgiving dinner for thirty people. Next year I should invite that many people over. Six people barely made a dent in the mile high mound of stuffing. And what do you do with so much leftover ham? Mmmm… ham. Anyway, I survived Thursday only to have to clean and shop and prepare for the Saturday night party. Many fewer people this year but I learned a long time ago, appreciate your guests who do show. I think those who were there had a fun time. I did, and I only misbehaved a little. And I was so much more relaxed this year than ever. So much booze left over — we’ll have to have another party soon. Off to rehydrate. I have to work today.
Peace!
Nov 292009
Nice place, nice party, great tree, sorry I couldn’t stay longer. And your doorman even knew you were throwing a shindig!
You’re welcome