My ex-wife's family is a bunch of materialistic pigs. Her mother buys the grandkids everything they want for Christmas, all of which gets destroyed within days. She just shrugs it off and says, "It's what they wanted and it made them happy". This same woman is perpetually broke and bitches when the price of *ANYTHING* goes up.Christmas is for little children who believe in Santy Claus. Me? I hate it -- specifically, the whole "it's Christmas be good to your fellow man blah, blah, blah, blah". Why not do that year round?
That's my feelings in general. Were it not for our son, we wouldn't be celebrating this year.
My thing with Christmas isn't the religion or the whole commercialization (I heard one more x-mas song, I'm going to snap....one more toy commercial...~loads rifle~), it's the hypocrisy and the out and out two faced nature of it.
People you can't stand, and who can't stand you, all of the sudden thinking "hey it's Christmas, we have to be friendly".
One year, we did a gift exchange in her family. I had to get something for one of my wife's sisters. After some consideration, when it came time to give her the gift, I looked at her and said, "Your car is in dire need of mechanical repair. Your brakes are shot and if they aren't replaced soon, you'll get killed or kill someone. Give me your car on Saturday and I'll replace everything." That was a gift worth giving and served a far better purpose than a gift certificate to eat or trendy clothes.