Yep. Did ther whole stupid, motherfucking Thanksgiving thing. HATE that "holiday". Glad it is behind me. Seriously. Only good that came of it was getting to see the people that mattered and tolerating those that did not. Believe me... hard to swallow sometimes. Left Jacktown Saturday morning about 10:30a.m. Hit Kenner at 2:37 p.m. Was home... unpacked... had everything put up... mix drink in hand and at the Palmer Park Art Market by 3ish. Yes. Very nice.... nice indeed. Home.