That's what I said to my brother and his fiance when they picked me up at the airport yesterday. Yep, that's right: I flew down to Florida for Thanksgiving! Oh, how I missed the warmth. It is about 72 degrees out and Bethany said she was cold. I was hot.
We're going over to her parents' house for Thanksgiving meal.
It's good to be back, even if it is just for this short time.
Where are you spending your Thanksgiving?