I'll be safely ensconced in the bosom of the family, as my sea of brothers, sisters, aunts, uncles, nieces, nephews, hangers-on, dates, neighbors, assorted friends, and various orphans that have nowhere else to go for the holiday, along with their assorted boyfriends, girlfreinds, exes, and future exes, will congregate at the parental mothership ancestral abode to eat, drink, watch football, and play dominos until such time as we are all too drunk, sated, and tuckered out to drive home, at which point we'll load up all the beds, sofas, and empty spots on the floor with snoring turkey-stuffed blobs of protoplasm, until we wake up on Friday, and drink hair a' the dawg until all the canines in the local family group have given up their fur to such point as they are all as bald ass nekkid as Sinead O'Connor and Vin Diesel's love child. It is not unknown in this clan for a few such luv chilluns to come into being at any of these holidays. :-)

A good time will be had by all, though most of us will not remember it. :-)