
I've come to the conclusion that when you host Christmas it is somewhat like a wedding. Weeks of careful planning, baking, decorating, shopping, wrapping, etc. and it is all over in a few hours. Dinner was fabulous (OK, maybe I'm bragging just a bit), the roast tenderloin was bloody (just the way the big man likes it and I don't mean Santa), the tequila was smooth and those late night sandwiches were perfect. The only thing missing was J&J and Mashley. Maybe next year.
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No, Shell-baby, dinner was not fabulous it was so good it should be against the law!!!!!
Thanks for that Car! Now everyone won't think I have a big head! And thanks for the Veuve, my fav!
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