Awww, thank you all for the warm welcome!

I curtsy to you and hope I can give a good show. I'm very glad to be here.
I'm really loving these names! The one I had picked out, Carl, can't be used because you need two syllables to call a dog (my husband is fixated on that). He still thinks that one day, a basset hound will come when he's called without a major bribe. I've got another week or so to decide.
Here's a little shot of the kitchen the night we had some friends for dinner:

Yeah, that's the birthday boy. He looks like he's about 30, and eats yucky stuff all the time. He finally got some gray hair a few years ago.
I've mentioned all the creatures in our house; Jean-Luc has already dined. The snake, land crab and skink eat on Mondays so I'll get some photos of that tomorrow (shudder). Fishies eat every night but are harder to photograph. They eat plankton, brine shrimp, and some nasty green flake stuff that my kid can talk about for 30 minutes. Here's a portion of our aquarium

See that clam on the left? It was a tiny thing when we got it in 2003. Now, we expect to see Esther Williams swimming out of it any day.
So, the party. I'm doing exactly what my husband wants, and he's being slightly cooperative. He refuses to wear a crown or a robe! Geez. OH well. We're having passed hors d'oeuvres, and two food stations. No foie gras, not even a pate or mousse, no lamb, and no Jello shots! (I may go ahead and do those anyway. I had suggested oyster shooters, but he nixed that as well.) As I make the hors d'oeuvres, I'll tell more about the menu. I'm starting tomorrow, with tartlet shells for the sea bass tartare.
Sandy, too funny! I had threatened to have only his "favorite" foods served at the party, like Cheeseburger Helper, pimento cheese on white bread, green beans, All Bran, creamed chipped beef on toast, boneless skinless chicken breasts, salad with Kraft Fat-Free Ranch Dressing, and salmon. He thought I was making fun of him.

Moi? Nevah.
And yes, we live in Chappaqua, via Atlanta, North Jersey, Central Ohio, Central California, and Southern Ohio (for me) and for my husband, add North Carolina, Georgia, South Carolina; and he was born in California while his Dad was in the Navy.
We moved into our house in late July, 2001. I have never in my life lived anywhere for six years, or even five. I love it here and with God as my witness, I will see a Clinton before the election!
Until tomorrow,
Fabby