Ugh does anyone else want to just unplug the home phone, throw away the cell phone, and turn off the computer and just wake up lazily on Christmas morning, . . . wear your pajamas till noon, open presents with the kids, bake cookies, and cook a dinner with just your husband, and or significant other, and kids? I mean I can't stand spending a day with the in laws, . . and I can barely stand my own family (with the exception of my parents), . I have a sister and a brother who are so irresponsible that at 38 and 31 they are constantly milking my parents for thousands of dollars. I hate the stress of cooking gigantic meals that makes everyone happy (lumps or no lumps in the mashed potatoes) and I hate how really getting together with family ends up becoming some big ol judgemental thing of, . . well you really need to do this and that, . . and blah, . .blah, . .blah, . .I constantly have the Homer Simpson cartoon bubble brain fart going on in my head when I have to make boring conversation with people who really don't care. I also hate the stupid pressure of buying gifts for people when they have no meaning, . .just because you are supposed to buy gifts. I mean how many pair of slippers can a person own? I hate courtesy gifts. I rather someone just give me a loving hug. It makes me want to grab my kids and my husband and throw them in the car on Christmas and disappear till the next year somewhere in some snow covered mountain cabin with a nice wood burning fire, hot chocolate, . . and a bunch of mystery and classic books to read. Bah, . .humbug!!