The Thanksgiving Jinx Continues

I wish we could just move the calendar to the Friday after Thanksgiving. We went to my nephew's beautiful house and had a delicious dinner. He was fighting a virus. This evening all six of us who went to his house, are sick. Hard to know if we got it from him or from something we ate. One Thanksgiving, my husband was sick. Another he was in the hospital. One year, we drove to my brother in law's home to find out that his wife's son had died Thanksgiving morning. Another year, my husband drove over the median and damaged two tires. I would like to skip Thanksgiving.