My Thanksgiving was quiet. It was a like a restorative yoga class. I stayed in my apartment until 6. The only reason I left was to go to work. Glamorous, I know. But it was actually kind of nice. I watched the parade. I napped through the dog show. Then I watched some bad rom com on TV. I had Thanksgiving side dishes at work. We had a baked brie. I ended up stuffing myself.

And I got the champagne opened BY MYSELF. That was my big accomplishment.

So, aside from not seeing my family (they had a lovely Thanksgiving), my day was lovely. Also, you should watch this.