H and I grossly overestimated the amount of food we needed and could easily serve 6 more full Thanksgiving dinners on the leftovers. I froze a good portion of it, but we're going to be eating Turkey well into 2010.
Neither of us was particularly happy with the way things came out. My oven must not heat properly because both my pies and my cheesecake were undercooked on the inside.
One of H's good friends flew in on Wednesday. He's a fun guy in small doses. He has this annoying need to take the contrary opinion to everything, and be very vocal about it. He's also a close-talker, and a miserable houseguest. For some reason he loves me (he hates almost everyone--especially his friends' wives), so he at least tried to behave. He and H tried to make plans to have all holidays going forward be friends-only (no families) which I immediately nixed. This was a fun one-time deal, but missed being home.
Another of H's good friends drove up from LA on Saturday. We went to Santa Cruz, then bowling. The three guys spent the whole day and night laughing at their own jokes. It was cute, but it got old.