I'm in Chicago for the Thanksgiving holiday, and it is mighty cold here. My dad and I walked Scout yesterday, and we had to make it a short one, because the wind could easily penetrate all layers of clothing, going right to the bone.

We had Thanksgiving dinner at my Aunt Mary's house, and my dad was made a pest of himself, as per usual. Here is is, keeping a vigil for his dinner (because he was sooo hungry):

Dinner was great (as always), making the trip out here from California well worth it. As for the rest of the trip, so far I have just been taking it easy, and hanging out with the family.

-Andy.