I have put everything advent related together on one quite dull photo, here:
I suppose the cards might come in handy, if I don't lose them (unlikely).
In other news, there is no other news. I looked at nine thousand demented Pinterest Christmas decoration ideas (for work, not just because I like to feel simultaneously inadequate, confused and full of rage), got paid in jumper (far quicker and a thousand times more satisfying than most invoices), and this evening we have had a dinner entirely made up of Picard petits fours, just because I fancied a meal composed of stuff in pastry. I am currently 69% puff pastry, 14% eye strain, 12% wine and 5% irrational desire to go to Ikea. Does that even add up? Who knows, I'm blinded by cinnamon roll lust.
I'd say there will be better things to report tomorrow, but that would be a blatant lie. There may, however, be a prize giveaway sometime soon.