I'll Miss You When You're Gone

My guests were great fun and wonderful to be with.

This pic is from another trip. Until John (in white cap) sends me the current one, it will have to do.

Do I look like a lush here? Don't answer that.





Dr. Neil.

Doing exams or cleaning the barbecue? You choose.








The power!

The awesomeness!












Life is different with gloves!









Also when you dress like a jester!










What do you have to do to get a cup of coffee here?

See that box of candy on the table? It is now gone. Consumed. Inhaled.


FOOD LEFT AFTER GUESTS HAVE GONE:
Brie (oops, forgot to serve)
Cheddar cheese
2 bags Tostitos
one half carrot cake
one third egg casserole
cream cheese
cream cheese spread (left by glove wearer)
dead fruit
half pound turkey breast (never served, never offered, never thought of once)
one half lasagne (now frozen)
three bottles wine (will never last)
beer (will still be here on CHristmas Eve, my next dinner party)

Am making transition to real life, dear reader. Observation so far: it sucks.
More later.
A bientot,
love,
becky