It was just the two of us for Thanksgiving. That hasn't happened in a long time. Twenty years, plus. Anyway, we had a nice dinner. Turkey, dressing, potatoes, Waldorf salad, green bean casserole, and pumpkin pie.
I didn't watch football. I watched the Detroit Lions instead. (They lost.)
My near-depression at spending Thanksgiving without my daughter was tempered by the thought that she is coming home soon. Two weeks. (Actually, as I write this, a week and a half).
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