
Here's an excerpt from my weekly letter to my family about Travis' office party dinner:
It was so fun for me to decorate the house with fresh greens, berries
and lights. I stockpiled plates, candles, glass hurricanes and a
tablecloth at the Goodwill in Redmond in preparation. I even found
treasures at the thrift store in gold chargers, ornamental berries and
pine cones, and more pillar candles. Each guest got a little gold
sparkly take-out box with homemade toffee inside, wrapped in a red
ribbon. I was in my element. Taking a clue from last year's party
where I was over-stressing about the charred chicken cordon-bleu and
Travis almost ran to the store for rotisserie chickens, I kept the main
dish easy in a spiral-cut ham, then we had mashed potatoes, chicken
gravy, Ruth Wilson's rolls, green salad with assorted dressings, green
beans with bacon and onion. The desserts were chocolate cake, carrot
cake, and Costco cheesecake with cherry topping. With the rented table
and chairs, we tightly fit 16 people in the kitchen and dining room.
Travis works with a good group of women and we had a good time chatting
with them and their dates. The kids ate quickly and then disappeared
downstairs. And as much fun as it was to anticipate, it was nice when
the last dish had been washed and placed on the stack, the lights were
turned out, and I went to bed for some much-needed shut-eye.