IThis morning, I really couldn't get out of the bed, and the shower was torture. Two more sleeps until I can allow myself to switch the heat on. (By then, I will probably be mild!) I kept putting off going to the park, but actually, when the sun was out, it wasn't unpleasant.
I see Macy's Thanksgiving Parade was back this year. I seem to vaguely remember being taken by my father, and riding on his shoulders. I also recall a year when a giant balloon came loose and you could see it flying away from our high-rise window in Brooklyn. ( I may have imagined that one, though...)