Friday, December 24, 2010

I Thought Maybe We Could Make Ginger Bread Houses, And Eat Cookie Dough, And Go Ice Skating, And Maybe Even Hold Hands!

Tonight, at the ripe old age of almost thirty, I'm spending my first Christmas eve away from my family home. Andrew and I are in a home of our own instead, and it smells of shortbread and sweet, dark cocoa. Nollaig shona, a chairde. Ba mhór liom bhur gcomhluadar agus cairdeas i rith na bliana.