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The dinner we made was a Christmas gift to my mom, that she called in the day after her birthday. This is right in the middle of a few of the busiest weeks Liz and I have had in a while, so it was a bit frantic, but everything turned out really good. Clockwise from me, at the table is Liz, Randy (my brother), my dad, my mom, and my grandma, who is visiting from Wisconsin for a couple of months.

Did I mention that I hate this drawing? Because I do.

And I have a headache, from spending hours trying to draw it well.