Woke up at 6:30 – missed flight. Saw that I had hit snooze…it happens. Don’t really need to recount a complicated airport day, but I got a later flight out of Greenpoint. Finished the EMP proposal ratings and sent them to Eric W. while waiting to board, and the Ellington book during the flight. Landed at Newark at 2:30, found a livery car, made it to Jenny’s brother’s place in Larchmont for Thanksgiving by 4. This is where Bree and I have gone for the last several years, and they’re kind to invite us. Played some piano for sing-alongs after dinner. “A Spoonful of Sugar” is a perennial. Went home to Jenny and Brian’s around 9, watched an episode of At Home with Amy Sedaris, went to bed.

[The Shop Assistants, “All That Ever Mattered” to Howard Crockett, “All of the Good Times are Gone”]