*tomorrow's prime rib is picked up and sitting sweetly in the fridge along with the corn on the cob.
*two sheet pans of manicotti are made and nestling next to the prime rib.
*an enormous pot of gravy, stuffed with 45 meatballs, six sausages links, and 14 pork ribs, is happily bubbling on the stove.
*three loaves of crusty french bread have been smeared with garlic butter, oregano and parsley and are playing tiddly winks with their much less adorned brother . . . not everyone in the cave loves garlic.
*the chocolate cake I didn't bake is ready for cutting.
*all that's left to do is wrap presents, add the leaves and set the table and drink wine. Oh wait, I am drinking wine. Silly me.
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