As much as I would love for all of us to be together at Thanksgiving, most years it's just not possible.
With my work schedule, the work schedules of my grown-up children, and they fact that we are all approximately one zillion miles away from other family members, it's not always possible to spend it together. (Last year, my son and I drove the 450 miles Thanksgiving Day, just in time for a few leftovers and bedtime. Then we turned around and drove back. Never again, folks.)
So this year, it's JB (my grown up son) and me here in Winston, while DL visits his mom and brothers in Pennsyltucky. Miss LC will celebrate Friendsgiving in NYC, and then we'll all get together at Christmas.
I will have my single-serving bottle of Barefoot, and JB will have some apple cider (he doesn't care for wine) and we will laugh a lot, as we share a similar sense of humor. He'll drive back to his apartment (30 minutes away) with a box full of leftovers, and I'll clean up. It will be a nice time, but not like when the kids were little and I had my whole little family around the table.
Happy Thanksgiving/Friendsgiving/Helpsgiving to you and yours!