It went very well. I actually did not have time for smoky thoughts the day of the event. I do, however, find myself pretty crabby still, when I am under pressure. Fortunately, my husband would rather have a crabby nonsmoker and still loves me .
I do think it was a little more work having it at my son's home and I am really tired today.
My son spent all his time building his dining room table, which he finished the night before. When my son is focused on something, everything else suffers.
Mom spent two days, going over to his house to help him organize and clean for the big event. He probably will never have cleaner toilets.
I did find it very hard relinquishing the turkey rights. I laid in bed worrying about him stuffing the bird properly and it took every ounce of power in me not to get up at 5:00 a.m. and go over to his house to help him stuff it.
Everything turned out great. Food was wonderful, and everyone behaved themselves. One holiday down, only one more to go!
I'm attaching a picture of my son's table. Pretty proud of that kid. Lighting was not the greatest but I think you can see enough of it. He now wants to build the chairs to go with it. My elderly dad is at the corner of the table. Brother-in-law in the doorway.