my husband trys every year to get me to go to his sister's house. it's full of kids (including mine) and they run around frantically. i'd rather sit in my own house, PJ's on, a few nibbles a few drinks, kids in bed (not running around at three in the morning) a bit of telly then bed. Am i boring??!! or just getting too old? i always get morbid and think of my mum and dad too as they are no longer around.