Thanksgiving isn't my favorite time of year, either. My boyfriend is away with family, and I'm alone, except for his bird. My OCD is a big part of it--I'm invited to visit his family with him, although I would feel kind of bad doing that because my mom is here, even if I can't visit her, either; my OCD makes it so I can't go in other people's houses, among other things. I haven't had a real Thanksgiving dinner in years. I don't even ask for turkey for sandwiches anymore, because I don't know if the meat would last long enough (he leaves about a week before the holiday), but I do get a pumpkin pie. We almost couldn't find French Vanilla Cool Whip this year (it wasn't there when we shopped on our regular grocery day, but my bf did find it when he returned the day before he was to leave to make sure I had enough food and drinks), which is one of the things I've gotten to like.