Mine used to be:
Look forward to siblings coming in. Eat a nice dinner and then one would mention something political and then the fight would start and we'd all get mad and vow never to see one another again.
Now, I go to my wife's Aunt's, eat, get bored to tears, and fall asleep. But this one has a nicer ending.

New Years is better. I go with a friend and his boy and fly fish.