Christmas is going to be... complicated, this year. We may end up with one of those Christmases other people have where there is drama and the dog gets incinerated in an amusing incident with a barbeque and everyone is supposed to be happy, but no one is.
Here's hoping we just cook up a big damn meal and everyone can go for a swim in the morning and then eat until they fall asleep. And, as much as I love giving them, I am going to suggest a different way of doing Christmas presents. Or not at all. And see how that goes (so long as I am allowed to knit people socks).