Well, since I live away from home, I usually travel a few days before Christmas. It's painful - travelling in Australia during summer with no air-conditioning in the car is the worst.
Tomorrow (23rd December) my boyfriend and I are celebrating our own Christmas together. We usually go out to a nice restaurant for lunch and then we return home to exchange presents. After this, we say our goodbyes and we travel to our respective homes. We usually have to cart a million presents home for our parents - we spoil them!
When I was younger, Christmas Eve was spent babysitting my younger cousins whilst their parents were shopping for extra presents. I used to LOVE this! But since they have gotten older, there's no need to babysit. I now spend the time mucking around the house with my cat and budgie, and helping Mum with all the shopping and making desserts for the next day.
Mum always wakes Dad and I up horrendously early on Christmas Day. Like, 6am. I usually get out straight away, or she will dive bomb into my bed, and last time she did that, my bed collapsed and Dad had to put it back together. We then open out presents and get ready to visit my Mum's side of the family for the day.
On the 26th (Boxing Day in Australia) we spend the day with my Dad's family. We have a massive lunch at my Aunts house and we all catch up.
I no longer get presents from extended family - except my Aunt Judy, who always gives me soap. Every. Year.
Yes, my Christmas is usually crazy hectic.