I have stumbled on the most relaxing Thanksgiving tradition possible. First, I do not declare when dinner will be; that will be when the turkey's done. I get up when I want to, but it's usually early enough to see what hilarious last minute tips the morning news shows are giving to inexperienced cooks. When I feel like it, I make the stuffing, insert into the turkey,and start roasting. I wander between the kitchen and the TV, where I watch the Broadway musical bits and the parades. When that gets boring, I wander back into the kitchen and prepare the nibbles and whatnot. You get the idea.