They ended up with a group of 13 - Dad and J, Sis and Rafe, myself and The Ex from our side of the family and The Girl's brother, grandmother, two uncles and an aunt. It was a little crowded but nobody seemed to mind. And, actually, it wasn't really all that crowded. There was enough seating for everybody and space to walk around so there was plenty of room. The dinner was fantastic (ham, yams, mashed taters, rolls, deviled eggs and snackie things). Plenty of desserts, too ... I'm stuffed!
The Kids seemed pleased with their presents; as was I with my gifties. The kids gave me a nice warm,

Learned a new little poem from The Girl's grandmother: I'm a one drink woman, sometimes two at the most. Three and I'm under the table, four and I'm under the host. LOL
The butter tarts were a big hit with my family; not sure that The Girl's family liked them (or even tried them). They're expecting her dad and stepmom for dinner tomorrow, so maybe they'll have some. If not, I'm sure The Boy will do his best to eat the leftovers.
Speaking of leftovers, I have ham and a large dinner roll for my lunch tomorrow, and enough ham and some yams for dinner, too. Too bad I have to work - I'd rather just stay home and relax. Well, I guess that's what the weekend is for ...
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