The holidays drive me crazy. It's a family tradition that we all go out to my sisters house on Christmas Eve and stay the night. We stay up until about 5 am wrapping gifts, get 2 hours of sleep and get up. There are so many kids. It gets nuts. This time my man is going out there with us and I feel really bad for him. He has no idea what my family is like. I've kept him away from them. My sisters husband is a dick. There are about 10 kids that wake up on Christmas morning and 7 adults. My sisters husband likes to regulate the gift opening. One person at a time and everybody has to watch. Ugh! It takes all day. I'm thinking about breaking tradition this year.
