Who: Anyone who's seen her post here (or any of the ones prior, or anyone who's been told by a friend or a friend of a friend or y'know, anyone.) Where: Anne's place in Key West What: Orphans' Thanksgiving Weekend Warnings: Knowing this group? Probable. When: Thursday mid-day through whenever the leftovers are gone and/or everyone goes home.
There was rain predicted later in the day, but just at the moment it was simply cloudy, which suited Anne just fine, since it meant she could leave both sides of the house open so she could see people coming and not smoke everyone out with the turkey roasting. The bird had been in the oven almost long enough, and at that particular moment she was basting again, her hair looped up in a braid to keep it from getting into anything.
(ooc:Party thread folks, food's in the kitchen, games are in the back room, music's in the front, smoking's out on the back patio. Eat, drink, be merry, talk amongst yourselves, don't make a mess and if you do, clean it up. I've got sub-threads for locations, but feel free to start your own, I'm rarely so organized.)