Moon and I are headed out soon to see a performance of The Nutcracker downtown at the Overture Center. I’m psyched, because nothing gets me in the Christmas spirit like Tchaikovsky and a guy in a massive skirt with lots of little kids popping out from underneath it.

Truth be told, I have a LOT to do in the next week. Not only have we not wrapped a single present, about half of them haven’t even been purchased yet. Also, I’m finally getting around to our holiday letter, which means we should be able to mail our cards before Friday. I think my family is getting used to way I do things, because I’ve heard very little in the way of reminders. Last year at this time, I had to put my hands over my ears on a regular basis to drown out the guilt.

It’s not Christmas without the last minute rush, right?