Sunday, November 25, 2001
I took off for the holiday, driving down to the Carolinas to visit my sister's family and my dad. The drive down was terrible — the traffic getting out of DC was the worst I've seen, and to top it off I forgot tons of stuff in my hurried attempt to beat the traffic. But once down there, everything got much better. Thanksgiving dinner was delicious (thanks Anne and Sarah!), and the time I spent with my dad on Friday and Saturday went really well. Two trip highlights: my sister's son Jack meekly asking me for a robot for Christmas (good boy!), and shooting 90 at my dad's country club.