Oh Honey, yours didn't make me feel guilty. I know you know what I'm like on stuff like that lol.
The ones that give me a guilty twinge are the ones that come winging their way over the Pennines from the extended famly. They're all so damn efficient and conscientious. I daresay they don't actually expect one to arrive at their house from me...but I also know they probably think it should hahah. In particular the ones that arrive complete with little photos of the mini-rels and suggestions for a family get together sometime soon. Ffs I can barely get my act together to drag myself onto Facebook and say hi :P
Most of my Christmas guilt is usually centred around whatever study deadline I'm working towards/avoiding working towards/in a complete panic about. I can't deal with Christmassy stuff til that's out the way.
Talking of which: off go I to the Happy Thread
