Chasal Seder Pesach (aka The Seder's Are Over)

I guess it's time to report on the Pesach Seder(s). The first Seder we hosted family: Savta Charna and Auntie Ethel, Devora and Noam, Yunkie, Mindy, Alana, Jeremy and Michelle, Alissa and Mel (Matty wasn't feeling well and couldn't make it), Charles aka Chaim, Josh and Jennifer, and Janice. So we were 17 at the table. We have a dining room table which, with leaves inserted, comfortably seats 13. Add our kitchen table to it and we can seat another 7. The dining room, though,is a little narrow so once you're seated, you're seated. The sore point in chairs -- our dining room table only has 3 chairs left (we inherited the set from my parents who bought it second hand). And of the six chairs which were part of our dining room table set purchased in 1980, only two remain and those chairs have seen better days too. So we use folding chairs, some from my parents and the rest purchased on sale at Canadian Tire. They're quite comfortable but the vinyl on some is giving out. I'm thinking of making slip covers to cover the vinyl bits (backs and seats). Right now my thought is to use a different quilt pattern for each chair. But I digress.
The Seder was nice and more importantly, the preparations leading up to it were relaxed. No anxiety. The meal was delicious -- We started with Menachem's gefilte fish and a roasted vegetable clear soup with knaidlach. Then we had three entrees: Charna's veal roast, Mindy's meatballs and Menachem's chicken. Devora made her salad, and Menachem made roasted vegetables, roasted potatoes and yams, and eggplant salad. We finished off with my mother's compote, a gorgeous fruit platter by Menachem and a medley of baked goods from Alissa. It was a lovely evening but ran later than the 8 p.m. bedtime I am used to so yesterday I was exhausted.
Last night, we were invited to Mintzy and Rafi's Seder. More of the same, only louder... Mintzy and Rafi have a Seder which is part traditional Jewish, part kibbutz seder and part, well, Mintzy and Rafi. It helps when you have a musical family (not that ours isn't musical but theirs is participatory musical). Some of their traditions are different from ours but I am always blown away that Jews everywhere are sitting down at the same time for the same purpose. It was festive, of course, and when Stephen and Dee announced that "they" were pregnant, even more so. Another late night for us.
And since I worked yesterday and will work again today (Josh is going to Vancouver tomorrow, there's a closing today and we're trying to tie up loose ends before he goes), no recovery time until the weekend.
I am hoping to finally get around to shaving cream marbling this weekend and will let you know how it goes.