My seudah is made. My table is lovely. My guests have arrived.
And I am sitting here *alone*. Why? Because my husband recruited my brother to drive him to friend's houses to deliver mishloat manot packages, and our friend went with them (I like Z a lot, but I have reasons not to want to be alone with him. Even if he seemed to be flirting with my *brother*, which was *weird*.)
So. I'm sitting here alone. :)