Irony.

Today marks 14 days until Christmas.

Normally, by this time, I have done tons of shopping, I have mailed out my Christmas cards, my trees have been decorated for weeks, but I am so tuckered from all of my preparation that a lot of the meaning of the season gets lost in the shuffle.

Today, I have 1 tree decorated...I'm thinking of doing the other one tonight. Bryan did all of the Christmas shopping this year...in 2 hours...incredible. I have a couple presents to finish making, but no big deal. I have felt like I have had no Christmas Spirit, and that I probably wouldn't get it this year, but I was okay with that. Interestingly enough, however, this incredibly scaled back version of Christmas we are having seems to be stirring inside of me deeper undercurrents of what this time of year is actually about. I know I know, that sounds like every other cliche Christmas story found on the back of your Christmas oranges, but it's true. "'Maybe Christmas," he thought, "doesn't come from a store. Maybe Christmas means a little bit more." - The Grinch.