We did celebrate Thanksgiving, like most Americans. I even did the lionshare of the cooking, but did not have to host the event. We brought a ham, the sweet potatoes, a cranberry jello salad, green beans almondine and a guy to make the gravy. (thanks, grandpa) The kids were all dressed better than they had any right to be. I think there are pictures floating around on someone’s digital camera. I will try to get them posted later.

We ate well and played a couple of games with the older kids, but the evening really got going when Uncle Michael turned on the dance music in the basement. The older generation was running on Baileys and coffee; the younger generation didn’t need any help.