Everyone was sober. Everyone got along. No one talked about politics. No one went to the emergency room, though there was one second degree burn. (Rich's dad spilled hot turkey grease down his leg and into his shoe so that was a bummer.) All told, our holiday was better than many in America. I screwed up my calorie count for the day. I screwed up my insulin dosages for the day which led to a drive home with a sugar of 408. But tomorrow is another day to fix all those things.
I got to visit with two families as we had a 2pm meal and a 7:30pm hang out right after their meal. Being with those you love really is the best part.