Well, the stuffed bird is in the oven, over halfway done. The pies are cooling, the ice cream is freezing.
The kitchen has been cleaned up, the litter in the litter boxes has been sifted and the clumps dumped, the floor swept, the furniture dusted. I cleaned my bathroom, the door is shut right now so that the floor can dry without any help from kittycats.
I’ve done a couple of loads of laundry and right now, I’m going to change my shirt and put the makings for the rolls in the breadmaker.
Then, I’ll shower.
Once I’m all clean and pretty, I’ll head back to the kitchen and peel potatoes and start the peas. That shouldn’t take long. I think after the rolls are rising, it will be downhill the rest of the way.
We bought a new tablecloth and placemats and napkins for the occasion. Oh, yeah, and new chair pads, that match.
Just think, in another six hours, you’d never know there’d been anything special. Well, maybe. I’ve got a bottle of champagne chilling for when it’s all done.