Thanksgiving came and went as it does: without much fanfare.

Spending time with my father, Michele, Michelle, Sharon, Daniel (and later Amy) was great, though. Ayla, Michelle's 9-month old daughter, is beautiful. Daniel is adorable. Damien's awfully hyper-active, as per the norm. And Crow still amazes me with his vocab and speech, every time I see him... I very much remember the shy boy uncertain how to express himself, from years ago.

Aunt Sue was not there; they had Thanksgiving at their house. Emily will be going in for another round of chemotherapy.

I am incredibly out of the loop; Amy2 and Chris are getting divorced... I had no idea, and they've been separated since February and sold the house. I need to call my father bi-weekly and actually ask this stuff. It's not thrown at me. Andrea's apparently got a boyfriend, which is great, and I look forward to seeing her, Amy2, and my parents again at Christmas time.

One of the better lines was from the day was when Amy asked Crow what he and Damien had in common, as in what they played when they hung out. Crow said "We both like Life," but I'm not sure he meant the game, because he followed that up with "It's not like we're goth."

All-in-all, good. I'm just glad it's over. Generally how the holidays go.