Even though the calendar says December 21 and 21 pieces of chocolate have been eaten from our advent calendar, I haven't felt very Christmas-y. (The advent calendar was my Pottery Barn splurge of the year--you can find it HERE--it has our surname monogrammed, but you can't see it.)
Going to Utah to see my mom's Christmas concert was the first time I felt even remotely in the mood for Christmas (read all about that adventure here: Stepping into the Fog). Even coming home from Utah I was still feeling less than festive, but I wrapped gifts and worked on getting the Christmas cards finally sent out and started thinking about other Christmas tasks like baking and planning Christmas dinner.
Still not very excited.