Thanks for all your support everyone! Yeah, the murder mystery thing would be on a few weekends during the off-season--not a continuous theme.
Paul--what your dad went to is exactly what I'm talking about. You have a Merry Christmas, too!
The ANZAC biscuits were a hit according to H. He was disappointed that there weren't any leftover for him to eat. Since we have to go to my uncle's for a gathering tomorow, I promised to make some for that--which made him happy. Just in case anyone's interested, ANZAC stands for Australian and New Zealand Army Corps. They are famous for fighting at the battle of Gallipoli in WWI on April 25th, 1915. Nearly 11,000 ANZACs died in that battle trying to push Turkey out of the war. According to my MIL (whose uncle was one of the lucky ANZACs to survive), the Brits new it was a losing battle, and not wanting to sacrifice their own troops, sent the ANZACs (most of whom were just 18-19yr old boys) in to be butchered by the Turks. The ANZACs, despite having terrible field position, fought valiantly even though they failed to win the battle. April 25th is still celebrated every year as ANZAC Day, and the biscuits were developed during the war as a sturdy food item that could be shipped to the soldiers. They were originally called "soldier's biscuits", but were renamed ANZAC biscuits after the Battle of Gallipoli. My MIL gets all teary-eyed and patriotic whenever she talks about it. I don't blame her. Ask anyone whose ever been in a war with Aussie soldiers, and they will tell you how tough and brave they are.
And that concludes today's history lesson.
H is out drinking with co-workers to celebrate the fact that they get the next 2 weeks off with pay. So I just got a call on my cell from one of the guys (who used H's cell while he was in the bathroom) he's drinking with. He called to tell me that H should get a medal for having a bladder of steel. He couldn't believe how long H waited before he pissed...LMAO!! So now they want me to come down and join them, so I will after I eat my chicken stir-fry and go grocery shopping. I think they're already shit-faced, though.

Got the last of my Christmas cards sent out today, and spent 50min at the gym.
I talked to my lender today and she said it'll probably be easier to get a loan for an existing b&b mainly b/c our current income doesn't support a mortgage for a house big enough to become a b&b--which is what I thought anyway. Also, it's a whole lot less work to take over an existing one than starting from scratch--way easier.