The china isn't dirty per se, but the hand-me-down buffet it's kept in still smells like cigarettes inside and I'd rather just remove all traces of the scent before use.
We also finally brought up the last box of barware, so now there are more decorative shot glasses, fancy margarita glasses, and most importantly, the tiki glasses are on display in the kitchen. Plus Steve's got a fun place to play for a while.
Garrett's lovely photo of his lovely tablescape set for eight. I was unaware that my foot was in the shot.
Stacy's lovely photo of Garrett carving the turkey. He did pretty much the whole meal. Bev (my mother-in-law) made caramel sweet potatoes in the downstairs kitchen and I made mashed potatoes, but other than those and some appetizers and desserts and wine, Garrett was completely in charge. And I like it that way.
Here are six of the seven out of the eight that we were supposed to have, photographed by Stacy's friend Kevin, who doesn't allow public photos of himself posted online. Claire's mom Val was sick and had to bow out, which is a bummer because she also had to miss our housewarming.
Left to right:
Claire, Stacy, me, Garrett, Bev, and Dennis. Val's spot at the table ended up being where the giant plate of lefse went. Lefse are basically Norwegian potato tortillas. If you have a chance to try some, smear some butter on and roll them up.
They should have put smaller googly eyes on the smaller fisherman on the box.
The main entrance to the park is a long, steep road, and it was closed due to ice. I came back home and called to see if the pool was open, and it was. They suggested using the other entrance. I didn't do that, because it's one lane and is normally just an entrance, so I imagine cars are encountering each other and having to decide which one's going to go backward. It's narrow and scary enough as it is, so I parked in the neighborhood near the swim center and walked over instead.
There were quite a few more cars there than I expected to see.
Here's the latest addition to my lighted Zima sign collection on the left. I use a remote so I don't have to move furniture every time I want to turn them on or off.
The fireplace is handy for getting rid of gift box evidence.
And the downstairs tree got a little more flair today.
Scanned this one today because I noticed it was one of the ones my dad
wanted returned to him. Oops!
I still wear that same wallet chain. And was already wearing it for at least four years by then.