We ended up going out to dinner tongiht. We were up in the air as far as any Thanksgiving plans, and I did not get around to trying to make any reservations until Monday, and by then most places were either totally booked up (like up at the 95th), or could only take us around noon or 9pm. We ended up at Melnick's, which used to be a "nicer" place, but has since been downgraded to pretty much a bar (under the same ownership) ... I'd only been in there once since the changeover, and that was for a very crowded fund-raiser for #1's school, and I didn't "get" the extent of the change. So, Thanksgiving dinner was in a bar ... the food was good, though (I'd found them on a list of restaurants doing Thanksgivng dinners), although the kids were cranky and I could tell that The Wife was not pleased by there being TVs every 15 feet or so loudly playing the Bears game (no, that was not why we ended up there). Oh, well. I knew it was going to suck, so had pretty low expectations.
This was the first Thanksgiving without my Mom ... and that hung over things as well. Since we don't have any relatives anywhere near us anymore, The Wife is talking about us trying to figure out some new "family traditions" for Thanksgiving. I'm not too keen on travelling with the other zillion people, but maybe we could figure out something "quaint" (like someplace we could get to via Amtrak, like New Orleans)..
I suspect this weekend is going to be straight out of Hell. I am already feeling way depressed and I'd really like to just curl up in a ball and have people not bother me. Like that's gonnna happen.