For me and my always-lovely wife, it's at home, per normal. My son's and my dog will be there, too. With all the covid fear-mongering in full play for the holidays, it changes nothing in my house. We normally don't have anyone over but perhaps a couple of our son's friends, but they're spending time with their families, instead. We call them our "rental kids", even though they are in their 20s. We are pro-sports-free in the house now, so we'll kick things off with a Christmas movie of some sort, after gorging out on a delectable turkey feast. I'm thankful I wake up every morning breathing air and not dirt. The little things in life, ya know. Happy Thanksgiving, all.