I go to the ex's and we all lounge around watching movies together as a family and it's only us so...
It is an unbelievable feeling to go outside, get in the car, and drive somewhere in a pair of ratty sweatpants, LOL. I did it this year, usually I leave in blue jeans and change as soon as I get there as I'm afraid of getting in the car and finding out I'll need to stop at the gas station (I always make sure I have gas the day before a holiday, but I'm human and prone to mistakes.)