The Aftershock Survival Summit

Swear to God this is this first available moment I have had to myself since I wrote my Thanksgiving post.

And this is what, Sunday?

Tini says she's waiting to see how I sum up our holiday dinner.  I said the best I can think of is " Have you heard the one about what happened when the Englishman, the German and the Indian sat down at the table?

 Can anybody say tower of babel? But the food was delicious and there were no misunderstandings over who wanted coffee and who wanted tea.  And everybody loved the pie. Momentarily all were in accord.

And so I remember next year: it takes 2 and 1 half hours to cook a 14 lb. turkey cut into two.  That's all Jane,  plan accordingly.

And my personal Black Friday?  Spent, as always, in the company of 5 co workers for 10and a 1/2 hours decorating a law firm.  4 trees, miles of stairwells, balconies and walls of wreaths. Shared leftovers, several Starbucks runs, and the rather large disappointment of having a trees lights burn out.  After being decorated. 

Saturday morning 2 of us were back with a new 7.5 ft. tree, more ornaments, a ladder and a  very colorful vocabulary.  Could you hear us, I bet security could.

Meanwhile we had a house guest.  The Hai was staying with us.  Patiently spending the days with the lab and the box cat waiting for conversation, the excuse to pop open another bottle of champagne and the inevitable cry "What's for dinner"?

But now it's Sunday morning and of the advice of several of you I have overslept, and as soon as I sign off we're out for a dog walk and then some quiet time with a  morning coffee and the Sunday papers.

And what have you all been up to while I've been ruining my complexion?