Last year at this time, my H was still a basement dweller. On Thanksgiving morning, as we were getting ready to go to my parents' house, he announced that he would not be going and was going to his parents' house instead. Such a nice thing to do to our daughters. That day he also announced he wouldn't be having Christmas with us, but he stupidly didn't think that one through because we host Christmas day at our house.
At the last minute, he decided he'd be staying for Christmas after all, but he sat and paged through a magazine during gift opening, then hung out in the basement alone while we played games and chatted.
This year we're divorcing and everything will be separate. My D17 has said a couple times that she's dreading Christmas.
Like most of you, I'm determined to make it the best it can be. H gets them for Christmas Eve, but I get Thanksgiving and Christmas day. Although his physical presence will be missing, he emotionally checked out long ago. For better or worse though, the kids remember the good times and still feel the loss.
Horrible, selfish MLCers.