This year I have not written any New Year´s resolution. Amongst many other reasons, because I would probably have failed to keep any of the resolutions within one week. As I’ve done for the last… erm… many years.

As you can read here, I love lists. . So after being absolutely amazed by a project from the inspirational Moorea Seal called 52 Week Project, I decided to start the 12 Week Project,

I thought it was a brilliant idea, and because I love lists, I honestly believed it was going to be an easy one.

How wrong I was. "List the words that touch your soul" was the first list challenge I have faced.

Zucchini Noodles

My two sons are normally very good eaters. Apart from a couple of things, which I really don´t like much myself, they eat almost everything. I was like that when I was a child. I have always enjoyed a good lunch, my most favourite being fried eggs with French fries and homemade garlic mayonnaise. Yum.

However, when my husband was a child he was really picky, which provides the whole family with endless amusement. My mum-in-law enjoys telling us time and time again stories about how she had to blend everything to make him eat something. Apparently, he liked to read house decor magazines, which she used to take advantage of to fatten him up. But her joy didn't last long, as he was a keen page turner and, no matter he was only 2, if she dared to give him the same magazine twice, he would refuse to eat for the day. But like the intelligent mum she is, she had other tricks like adding some cheese puffs on top of the mush or even M&Ms!

Chunky Chocolate Leftovers Milkshake

Yes. I do agree. There is something wrong with the title of this post. I have been bashing my head against the wall with this all week. Chocolate I-was-shamefully-unable-to-eat-this-Christmas Milkshake? Chocolate how-can-this-be-possible Milkshake? Chocolate next-time-eat-faster Milkshake? None of them really suited me.

The reality is that sometimes in life, completely unexpected things happen. Like me having chocolate leftovers. Or me, having chocolate leftovers. Or me, having chocolate leftovers. Oh, man, it is so not the usual me!!

But this Christmas that is not the only weird thing that has happened to my household. No, because this Christmas a fairy has moved in with us. A F-A-I-R-Y. A real one.

Christmas Leftovers Croquettes

This Christmas I got a completely unexpected gift. As a friend told me a while ago, Christmas presents are meant to be things you would never buy for yourself but you really fancy having.

Well, that was case the Christmas. Because I’ve been a good girl this year, Father Christmas left a MP3 player under the tree for me. I have never had an MP3 player. I did have a Walkman (oh, the 80s!) and a Discman (oh, the 90s!).

So having a MP3 was the only way forward.

Irish Cream Crème Brûlée

I love lists.

Lists help us to sketch the future and chronicle the past, and they provide order to the chaos in this world. I indeed feel much more peaceful with myself when I’ve got a few lists going.

I do lists for almost everything: what to shop, what to take on our holidays, books I would like to read, things I’ve lent, who to invite to the kid’s birthdays, etc. But I also like to do stupid useless lists of things just for pleasure: names I like, places I would like to visit, possible titles for a best seller, things to do before I die, playlist when you are in love, list of collections I would like to start, words that are hard to spell, and the list of lists goes to infinity and beyond.