So, there were seven of us for dinner last night, plus a three year old and a lap baby. And our four dogs plus three more.
(Miss Susie Hutchins decided to observe from afar.)
It was very, very hot.
And then the oven quit working.
No worries -- move the sweet potato oven fries to the grill-- the chicken's in the new smoker. Forget the cobbler or tarte you were going to make -- ice cream and blueberries will be just fine.
The shower drain is clogged and one of the visiting dogs has just rolled in cow poop.
No worries -- point the guest to the other shower and get out the Liquid Plumber. Give the dog owner some soap and a towel and point him to the outside hose.
The smoker seems to be taking longer than it should to get those three chickens done.
No worries -- open another bottle of wine and pass the tortilla chips.
The chickens are done at last -- several hours later than the original estimate but it is so delicious that we forgive the slow smoker and open another bottle of wine to go with the meal.
Time for coffee and the abbreviated dessert. An unexplained light on the
coffee maker is blinking red and the coffee is not happening.
No worries! It's time to go to bed anyway.
(In spite of one thing after another going wrong, it was a delicious meal and, I believe, a good time was had by all.)
No worries, at all!