Der B and I will be having an interesting Thanksgiving this year.
In previous years, Thanksgiving has involved my working at the store, merrily cashiering for all those souls who come in to a) pick up their pre-prepared Thanksgiving dinners, b) come in for the forgotten items, and c) come in because they have no place else to go and the store is one of the few places open where they can be not alone. And then der B and I would either find someplace where we could get a dinner locally, or we would drive all the way to his daughter's for *ahem* her wonderful cooking.
This year, his son-in-law is in California, working on repairing der B's late wife's house so that it can be sold. Der B was, in fact, planning on going to his daughter's house for a few days, to spend the Holiday with them and help them cope. (I'm in a much better position to cope solo. Hmmm, I seem to remember five years ago when that didn't turn out all that well... but I've got friends here, now, so I'm no longer alone, not really.)
But no, the daughter has decided that she's going to pack up the kids and they're all going to fly to California for the weekend, so that they can be with Daddy.
Beyond all the expense, and the madness of flying anywhere on Thanksgiving weekend...
This leaves der B and myself to work our way through Thanksgiving as a twosome.
I'll probably spend the day working a register.
I wonder what we'll be doing about dinner this year?
At least it won't be his daughter's cooking this time around.
