We need to rethink this for next year. We seriously were in the living room for hours and I kept saying, "We're only halfway through."
Nikki's artichoke dip was a tremendous hit, as were Cynde's meatballs. New this year, too, were brussels sprouts, sautéed in the oven at the last minute for Dave.
I think we all made out well, and this can be seen by the loot each of us walked away with as we headed back to our cars.
And how do we celebrate our success from last night? We rejoin this morning over more food, this time of the breakfast variety.
It's a great day to celebrate loved one and and to absorb the happiness (if not chaos) of the season.
Merry Christmas. I hope joy and happiness find your world.