I have the weirdest family. We have never showed up for a holiday or funeral, wedding or christening without a huge feud erupting at some point. No one gets along, everyone is jealous of everyone else, the competition is so out of control. No behavior is too outlandish or forbidden, My aunt Rita showed up at gramps funeral, stood over the casket and apologized to gramps for the low class place handling his funeral (every single member of our family for 3 generations had been waked out of there) She then turned to my dad, who made all the arrangements and said, "do us all a favor and at least do the right thing, die tomorrow so daddy has someone to watch over him." My father lost it and slapped her....within two minutes the brawl had expanded out to the street and four people wound up in the hospital. Christmas was the most miserable of all though, if the exact perfect gift was not given, the hysteria was like a volcano erupting. I hate my family, there is not one of them I would help or talk to anymore. I stay away from them all, they don't have my cell phone number and I'm hoping to move completely out of the state and just disappear. - FOREVER!