And Partner and his girlfriend joined us, and brought chocolate cake with pistachio layers. Turkey, stuffing, gravy that made me want to ask for a straw, green bean casserole, all the stuff. We brined the turkey a la Alton Brown (Putting the turkey in a bucket is my most important contribution) and now I feel like Mr Creosote, despite not having been to the well more than once.

I am intensely lucky, and am intensely thankful. And I feel like I’mna pop.