Nope, it's not you. Suggestion: pretend to 'crack' under the strain of Christmas and beat the shiit out of your misses. Then settle down to watch anything you want on the box. Failing that, sulk like fcuk all day !!
Sing along to all Chitty Chitty bang bang songs as loud as possible
The make up your own vulgar tunes to every song, then get naked and stick the remote up your hoop, if that doesn't send her into the kitchen or upstairs in a sulk, then accept defeat, settle down and enjoy the vintage flying velocopeed
Unless I am mistaking them for those do gooding fuc**ing Austrian Arseholes that live on a mountain sing shite about problems with Maria... I can solve that, hang a Brit Squaddie out of her back doors....
Visited the Von Trappes when I was about 10 myself, when they'd set up an animal sanctuary near Arusha, Northern Tanzania. Buggers didn't sing though. Did good ostrich impersonations. Or maybe that was the chimps.