refused to do all the running around, money spending, Christmas stockings for every relative who bothered to show up, decorations, tree, lights, card giving, and all the other killer stresses we are expected to do every year in the name of some Liberal hippie, who lived some 2000 years ago, whose birth has been corrupted to mean crass consumerism, for cheap junk and stuff we don't really need, till bankruptcy. No more!
It was wonderful.
The only exception was gifts for my Dad and my two kids and Christmas dinner at my Dad's. Now it is just my kids and my SO. With her family's Christmas party anywhere from March to June.
Peace on Earth, or a piece of the hearth? I chose Peace.