Personally, I never get stressed over the holidays:
* The family lives too far away to be annoying, so they just send goodies and $$$
😀 For gifts they all get really good pics of my kids, who are the only grandchildren so far and are worshipped accordingly. No fuss, no muss.
* I start shopping in the summer, which is nerdy and too damn domestic but keeps me sane, and keeps me from being broke in January.
* 90% of that shopping is online. (Amazon.com is the source of a work-at-home mommy's happiness)
* I NEVER go to the mall anyway, it makes me nuts, but this time of year I avoid stores even more. We go *early* in the morning to take the kids to see Santa and we're done before the masses get there. We have breakfast after somewhere obscure and relax over pancakes.
* I convinced my 7 yr old yrs ago that it's good to ask Santa for only three or four gifts, that way he has room in the sleigh for everyone's stuff (and mommy and daddy only have to get a few things that they didn't buy earlier).
* Finally, I tell all my friends to stay the heck away from me if they want to rant about how horrible the holidays are. I will be baking cookies and singing the goofy songs and enjoying this time while my babies are still small and everything's magical, and I insist the "Holidays suck" crowd either eat my cookies and hush or leave me alone 'til January. I know, we all have reasons to be miserable this time of year. I just prefer to repress it, and make construction paper snowflakes and do rude things by the fire instead.
Ho Ho Ho,
Bella