It’s official. We are exactly six months through the year. Half way to Christmas. To some people this may cause their skin to crawl, but I’m always thinking six months ahead. These days I’m daydreaming about Christmas time, wooly blankets and hot chocolate. Woah, hold up – those last two happened last night. Yep, our summer is over already here in Ireland it seems … Moving on!
In recent years, husband and I have started a tradition of our own. At Christmas, husbands mom makes us a ridiculously yummy pudding, which is one of husbands most favouritest desserts. So,
for the past three years, I’ve saved two healthy slices of Christmas pudding and stored it in the back of our fridge. Then on June 25th,
half way there, I dig it out of the fridge and we enjoy a serious slice of pudding {I snuck a tiny bit while taking this picture, and nearly had a
When Harry Met Sally moment in the kitchen}.
Do any of you have silly traditions like this you’ve started with your significant other? I can easily see our tradition snowballing out of control when we have produced children, and I end up decorating the house on June 25th. Yeah. I’ll be the weird mom.
p.s. Thank you all so much for your sweet comments and words of support on
yesterdays post. I am one lucky gal 🙂 xx A