Chinese for Thanksgiving

 
She and one of my daughters are going to Cancun, Mexico.  It is gift from our daughter but it means for the first time in over 30 years I will not be with my wife on Thanksgiving.  She deserved the trip, which will be her first time out of the country.

 She made reservations at a fine restaurant for me and another of our daughter and her sons. 

 We got to bed at midnight. (We had only on the average 4 hours sleep the last three nights.) Up at 5:00 am to go to the airport, we checked that we had everything and took off. 

 A foggy, drive into Boston.  Everyone got off all right. I head back home, checked on my brother, talk to my mother, and took a nap.  Forgetting to eat, really tired.

My daughter came over with Turtle and Snail.  They were ready and hungry.  We drove and got in.  It was a very nice place.  A waiter came over and got us our drinks and took our order.

Now I am sitting with a hungry 5 year old and a ten year old.  They are behaving wonderfully. Snail starts wanting his leftover pancakes from breakfast.  After forty minutes I got our waiter attention and ask where the food was.  He said he find out.  20 minutes later as I was getting upset and shaking.  Not enough sleep and not eating were getting to me.  I told everyone to get their coats on and we left. (First telling the manager if the food ever came, that we had left.) Meanwhile Snail was asking for his pancakes. But by the time we got back to his apartment he had fell asleep.

  So I took them back to my house and order Chinese food.  Turtle was super happy. Snail woke up later and ate his pancakes.

 Not a thanksgiving I wish for.  But in the larger sense we are all o.k. and full, sitting in a nice warm house.