Another work Christmas dinner came and went. I wonder how many more of these are in my future? Three, I hope. Maybe four. I always fret about what to wear, try on numerous combinations, sneeze a lot from trying on fancy clothes that I never wear, and then remember that these expensive restaurants always have dim lighting so I could throw a black coat over just about anything. I ended up wearing green pants and a red jacket with faux fur. It looked fancy when I was sitting at the table. I sat by my boss' wife and we chatted about animals from cats to goats. The boss and his wife are planning to retire on a mini-farm and they spent one of their vacations at the Mother Earth News fair learning how to raise and eat their own chickens.
The food was good but I would never go there if I was paying. I ordered the $38 beef tenderloin. The garlic mashed potatoes woke me up numerous times during the night with heartburn. I brought the rest home and had it again tonight but this time I mashed cauliflower in to the potatoes. So far so good. Hopefully I will be able to sleep tonight. I get to sleep in tomorrow because I am picking the boss' wife up and taking her to the airport at 10am. I am also attempting to transport my chihuahua family to their vet appointment after I drop her off. I hope she doesn't mind sharing the car.