As I wrote out my resolutions for this year I realized that even before my pen hit paper I was already (laughably) trying to wheedle my way out of committing to my upcoming goals (stuffing a cookie in my mouth as I write "lose ten pounds" hardly qualifies as the most encouraging start).
Well, the festivities have well and truly kicked off over here at My Sub headquarters!
The sweet smell of baked cookies wafts through the house. Christmas music fills our hearts and home with joy, and the mulled wine and Jack Daniels flow freely (at this time of year my husband thinks he's Don Draper loves a good whiskey!).
A family sized tin of Quality Street chocolates. Julie Andrews yodeling on the TV in The Sound of Music. Lashings of heavy cream dolloped over steaming hot Christmas pudding, and soft, crumbly mince pies filled with pockets of plump, sweet fruits. These are the things of my Christmases of past. The triggers that spark childhood memories of growing up in England. They instantly put me in the holiday mood.
When I started My Submarine To The Future blog it was more of a creative diary for myself- a place to chronicle my endeavors as I worked towards the goal of trying to squeeze a little art and creativity into my already chock-a-block busy day.
Halloween came and went in a flash and although the candy treats still linger, tempting me with their chocolaty goodness, the decorations came down faster than an elephant on a broomstick. Yes, in less than 24 hours we had boxed them up and packed them back in their home in the garage. You see, unlike Christmas decor, some Halloween decorations don't really have that hang around longevity - you can't really keep the "life-like-amputated-rubber-foot" out on the lawn without garnering odd looks from the neighbors. But before I say my final goodbye to these festive delights this year, I want to share a few snaps with you...