I did have a moment or two of stress (because I am a control freak) when everyone kept opening the oven to check on the turkey and stuffing. In my head I was all, "Leave the oven closed! You're letting out all of the heat! The bird will never cook! Grrr." But on the outside I was all peace and tranquility. It worked out nicely and the bird did cook.
On the drive down I was able to get some knitting done on the socks. There was a pretty nasty accident which added an extra hour and a half to my knitting time, uh, I mean our travel time.