Alex joined us for dinner last night, when (like on dinner tables everywhere!) Thursday's leftovers were on the menu.  Everything was just as tasty as the first go-round, though as always we are getting low on the turkey gravy.

He asked if I could drive him to the airport on Sunday (he's 'just' flying back to California in the afternoon) and of course I said I would.  But when I mentioned that since "it's the heaviest travel day of the year" (a FACT) he might want to allow a little extra time in his schedule, I was chastised for my worrying.

I'm 'guessing' that Security will be a zoo, with LONG lines -

but of course I'm an idiot and know nothing.

Let's not forget how long (never?) it took Dad to live down 

"Nobody flies to Denver on a Sunday"... <G>

Another (too) early start to my day, at 3:30.  

Since there's nothing on today's 'official' agenda (except whipping up Batch 3 of deviled eggs, for Alex) I should get in a fair amount of sewing.   

On Tuesday I will need to make up a 4th (and final!) batch for the Busy Bee potluck on Wednesday.  But then I'll be off 'egg duty" until Christmas.