But the potato salad’s done, also the fruit salad and the ham-cream cheese dip.
Hubby’s stepkids are coming and I’m ready for 'em.
We’re also having locally smoked baked ham with pineapple-raisin sauce, prime rib (with au jus, of course), sweet & sour carrots, deviled eggs, smokies in BBQ sauce, raisin cream pie and caramel apple pie. The usual olives, pickles, etc. too.
Could not bring myself to rise at 8 and stick my hands into a cold bird, then fret over stuffing, potatoes, gravy, etc.
I’m just waiting for the first one who says “where’s the pumpkin pie” or “are there onions in this?”
Can I just eat, and then spend the day with you guys?