My MIL makes such a big deal about doing their traditions as-is, note-perfect, every year that I rebel like a sullen teen. She yips about NEEDING to be in PJs on Christmas morning (like, who doesn't) that I come down fully dressed. Childish, I know, but when she tries to orchestrate and control every little thing, I can't stand it.

Anonymous wrote:Yup. DH grew up spending the holidays with loads of cousins and thinks the crowded house and chaos is festive. I grew up with maybe one uncle coming over for a few hours, so dream of a quite holiday with just DH.

We are the opposite. DH's family is huge, but so freaking quiet. Any talking is reminiscing about the most embarrassing moment - you guessed it - starring DH. It is awful. They fall back into their old abusive roles. I don't know why we do it. Anyway, you are not alone, OP.

Anonymous wrote:I'm with you, OP. Can you start the day with some mimosas?

That's my plan! Though normally I try to hold off on the drinking until the apps start. So apps go out at noon so I can uncork the wine!

Yup. DH grew up spending the holidays with loads of cousins and thinks the crowded house and chaos is festive. I grew up with maybe one uncle coming over for a few hours, so dream of a quite holiday with just DH.

I'm with you, OP. Can you start the day with some mimosas?

Yup. Wish we could just split up and go to our own families for the holidays. It's joyless

I used to love the holidays and nowadays I don't because I dread going over there.
Anyone else?