Not much writing going on here lately. I've been scrambling, lots of kid related activities. Two more parties in the forthcoming week. So I've been baking and cleaning and decorating.

So it's Thanksgiving today.

Nobody celebrates it here. It's not a holiday. The kids had school as usual, which meant I had to hustle to shop for the things I needed for the feast and then pick them up.

Made roast chicken, baked potatoes, stuffing from scratch, cranberry sauce, and broccoli / cauliflower casserole. We finished with cherry pie and ice cream. Everyone declared it a delicious meal and we ate too much, then watched Monster House. After that we hung some pictures in the living room. Was a decent day, but it rings a little hollow when you're the only ones observing a holiday. Isolation.

There will be no sales tomorrow. No family togetherness. No shopping. The kids have to be in school. Sometimes I feel very homesick, but home is a person, not a place. I miss you, Sean.

Happy Thanksgiving, everyone.