Thanksgiving went well yesterday. My wife and I had our first Thanksgiving alone at home in our 43 year marriage. She broke her femur and had surgery to repair it about a month ago, so we weren't up to the usual big family get together at my sisters. I made the trip to my sisters, about 25 miles away, and picked up to-go type meals for my wife and I. They wanted to deliver, but they already had other meals to deliver to others unable to attend. We are now to a point where my wife can manage alone for a couple hours at a time, so I said no, I'll come and get it. I visited family for an hour or so, then home to reheat everything in the oven and have dinner with my wife. It was very good too. Now today, my daughter, 20 month old grandson and their dog, are coming to stay a couple days while the son-in-law goes to deer camp. I can't wait to see them all. They were here for a quick day visit a couple weeks ago, but we normally spent about 10 days a month at their house babysitting before my gall bladder went south in August and then the wife's injury just as we were scheduled to get back to the routine. October and November are typically my two biggest old car driving months as I love to cruise around late in the fall. This year had none of that. Still thankful for what we have together!