Mmmm!

Christmas dinner was very tasty (menu listed below to the best of my memory and ability to spell). It was at my sis-in-law's sister's house. Yay that she lives very close to me so I was able to escape and get home quickly once it was time to go. We had way more food than 14 people could eat. Especially when 3 of them are under 5.

There was food, food and more food. Gaghant Baba (Santa). Presents. Singing. Melting down children (Sara melted down during dinner -- she was a tired kidlet by the time we put the food on the table at 3ish, the other kids melted down later). More clean up, then loading cars and finally, home.

I wore a pretty black dress (similar to this one). It wasn't new but I hadn't worn it before. While we were over there, I noticed that my hands seemed a little grey but thought I was tired and had just gotten something on them. I didn't think twice about it. Until I got home and undressed. That's when I discovered that *I* was grey! Wherever the dress touched is now a weird shade of grey. Bizarre.

Oh well, it'll be gone in a few days and in the meantime is just amusing.

But now? I'm wiped out! That was a little more than 8 hours socializing and helping in the kitchen and I think it's time to curl up with my furball and read my book for a little while.