I had a little dinner party at my house last night - pictures will be around sometime, I'm sure. Anyway. I had the work girls over for dinner. I love to cook and do so all the time - even though it's just for me - but I always get nervous when other people eat my cooking. If I make something and hate it, I can say yuck and go to plan B. But if I made something and the company said yuck and asked for a plan B, I'd be mortified!
Despite my nervousness, all seemed to go well. We had lasagna. It was pretty yummy, but it made a 9X13, so I'll be eating lasagna for quite a little while now. :) All the food was done at the right time - which made me very happy. And the cats didn't knock over any candles, so the 248 of them that were lit did not prove to be a fire hazard.
My favorite part (sorry cat-haters) was when Braeya tried to get up on the table. She was on my ONE dining room chair that has arms. I was moving toward her rather quickly and she KNEW she was in trouble. I tried to pick her up to ground her to the upstairs during the meal, and she seemed stuck on something. I leaned over to look closely, and that little booger had both her front paws wrapped securely around the arm of the chair. It was like a two year old with fur! I was laughing so hard - but she still found herself banished to the upstairs. She sat right on the other side of the stairway door and stuck one paw out through the crack under the door, waving wildly. Cute, baby girl, but not cute enough to buy your release until dinner is over!
Now I have to start cooking for the big Christmas Day extravaganza!! That means one more braving of the Wal-Mart......
mama.
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