On Saturday, my wife and I headed to Lake Weatherby, which is one of those "private lakes with houses all around" one finds in some areas. They had an annual "end of season" regatta on Thanksgiving Day. I had in my mind hundreds of sailboats in neat formations on the small lake. When I got there, it was so cold. My wife's sister K loaned me a toboggan with a huge "night cap" tail, culminating in a large yard thingie. Her mother in law loaned me a set of ski gloves.
The actual "regatta count" was more like 6 than 600. I sat in the cabin of a small sailboat with a niece and my other sister in law, K, and stayed relatively warm. After half an hour, all adjourned to K prime's mother in law's home, which was decorated with cool tropical fish carvings, where we all ate finger foods. It was nice being at a "people coming and going" open house, because it relieved me of my customary wallflower feeling. I talked with a recovering attorney who now runs an internet credit card processing company. I wonder if I will ever enter the recovering attorney program.
We then went to my wife's step-mother's brother's home for Thanksgiving Dinner. In my family, Thanksgiving Dinner starts at 11:30 a.m., and is over by 1:00 p.m., when all congenially go do their own thing. Here, the function started by 2:30 and was still going when we left at 7:00 p.m. I had great turkey, duck, dressing, green beans, and a slice of pumpkin pie. I watched part of a football game. Then we came home, and after some conversation, turned in quite early. I am not good at socializing with dozens of people,but I had a good time. I liked playing games with the kids, although the game "bet you can't open my fist" is becoming rather a one trick pony for me.
It is quite cold here in Kansas City,but I hope for a warmer afternoon.