Thanksgiving At Orgle Manor - Wrap Up

What better way to start your Thankgiving Day party than have your six year old become spectacularly sick with the stomach bug a few minutes before the guests are due to arrive?

Well, we had a pleasant evening nonetheless. In addition to an old friend of the Missus and her mother, we were also graced by the presence of Professor Chaos, who is intelligent, interesting and even more of a compulsive nut about his library than I am. I'm quite proud of the fact that the table talk did not, in fact, focus on blogging, nor was it even mentioned more than in passing. Just shows we can pretend to be normal when we have to.

Oh, and in case you were interested from yesterday's turkey-blogging, the bird came out just fine. (As is almost needless to say, it's leftover sammiches tonight. Also, I'm going to give Mrs. P's turkey soup recipe a try.)

A funny thing about turkey: I find that when I eat it, I always seem to start slurring my speech. Must be the tryptophan or sumpin'. In any event, by the end of the evening, I was definitely beginning to have articulation issues. I mention this causal connection because I wouldn't want anyone who was present at din-dins to go away with the impression that Robbo had too much drink taken.

UPDATE: Oh, and I might note that the Missus and I had all the china and silver cleaned, dried and put away by 8:15 this morning. Pretty durn good, if you ask me.