We always had a huge meal and a bunch of people over. When I first started at the post office, my DH and my mom would fix the meal while I slept. After I got off graveyards we would all kind of work on it together. After I lost my mom my SIL would help me. Now that my DH is gone also, I have a new tradition of going to Indianapolis where my adopted brother lives for several days. My other brother comes in from TN and we hang out together. They won't let me do a thing, so cooking is out of the question. It is kind of pamper Sherry time and it is different but nice. I take walks by the lake by their house, we eat (of course), I watch TV, read, etc