After what seemed like weeks of planning ended very quickly. The turkey is gone and I don't think I could have eaten leftovers for one more meal. The company all says that they loved the meal although I think I was the only one to eat my Mom's recipe for Indian pudding, but you probably have to have lived in New England to develop a taste for it.
Eric went hunting on Friday morning and shot a deer. He gutted it and brought it home to show me. It's now with a local butcher who specializes in game so I guess I'm going to have to learn how to cook venison. I did see an awesome chili recipe that uses it.
The company all left right after lunch on Friday so we had the house to ourselves. Eric complained of having eating too much, which of course meant that I insisted on preparing two quarts of warm soapy water for him. My reward afterward was an afternoon of some really great sex. Whoever said that enemas were old fashioned and out-of-date doesn't know what they are talking about!