We did it.
We hosted 12 people for Christmas lunch and no one starved or died of food poisoning.
It took me about 3 hours to fall asleep on Christmas night, though; my brain was buzzing and wasn’t helped by the cats knocking over the christmas tree (mucho decorations and pine needles and water on the floor and remaining presents).
Yesterday I felt like I had a hangover and still feeling a bit like that today. I could also attribute that to today’s humidity. I don’t cope with humid weather, which is why I’m pining for the freezing cold Christmas I had in England last year.
In other news, Elvis has decided he likes to lick candy canes through the plastic and Bear has decided he likes to nom on bonbons; both were knocked off the tree when it keeled over on Christmas night, so maybe that was their motive. We assumed they were trying to get high (literally and/or metaphorically) on the tree itself.