After Christmas, New Year and Epiphany, i woke up to the reality.  Events of the last few months remain unsolved, no need to bore you with details though. So it was with mixed feelings that yesterday i spend some hours in the kitchen with my mum frying dreams. I know this is a weird name, and i know Lucy Pepper doesn't like them (she hasn't tried mine yet, so there's hope…), but these precious pumpkin deep fried sweets are a favorite portuguese tradition during this season. Of course, if they're not done properly these sweet dreams can become your worst nightmares. Even my can't-be-bothered-to-show-any-pleasure nieces love them...

Anyway, while i was putting them in sugar and cinnamon i tried to imagine if 2010 will actually be better than the evil 2009. I'm sure it will. So will the decade. Still nameless, apparently. An Australian newspaper promoted a contest to find the best expression. THE ONE-DERS won. "It was the bright-eyed optimism of the ONE-DERS that won the judges' affection", said the paper.

So I'm ready for the ONE-DER years of the ONE-DER decade. (and remember sweet dreams are made of pumpkin!)
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