Hot Cross Buns!

It's already halfway through Friday and I'm just eagerly waiting for work to finish. I've had a pretty boring morning and was even contemplating taking the day off. We had a public holiday here yesterday and I wish today was a holiday too like in some states over (well, only two states really) that are given a holiday for Good Friday. How I envy them.

Yes, it's Good Friday, an important date on the Catholic calendar.We're supposed to be fasting and staying away from meat today. I normally don't fast cos I always forget that it's Good Friday and half way through my meal I'll be going like:

'Oh my god, I'm not supposed to eat today!'

But by that time, half my food would already be swallowed down my fat belly! But this time I actually remembered it's Good Friday and am actually fasting, well, sort of anyway. I did pop a fish ball or two into my mouth this afternoon when I was back home during lunch time. I couldn't help it. I was blooming hungry. I used to be able to not take lunch at all and not be hungry but not anymore. I need my lunch time food to help me get through the day.

And besides, if I don't take lunch, I'll suffer throughout my evening run. It's definitely going to be a difficult run for me later today cos I'm hungrier than a whole barnful of pigs! LOL! But I just have to run today no matter what seeing as how I didn't run yesterday cos of the rain. I hope it doesn't rain though cos I seriously don't want to miss another day of running.

I was also thinking of going to church today but by the time I get home from work, it'll be a little to late. Back when I was kid, I remember we'd all head to church for mass and then when we'd get home, grandma would give us all hot cross buns which were freshly baked! I lived for that ... hehehe ... I can still smell the aroma of those freshly baked buns wafting through the house when we got back from church. We'd all (my cousins and me) rush in to the dining room to gobble up those wonderfully yummy buns.


And trust me, the buns were so utterly lovely, with raisins and all, that if you ate one, you'd be addicted to it and would need to go to a drug rehab or something just to kick the addiction ... LOL! Just kidding, but it was delicious. Unfortunately even that tradition has disappeared. Maybe I'll get wifey to start baking some hot cross buns for next year and revive the tradition in the Spiff household. I'll even be generous and give some to those slimy bug eyed Zorkians ... LOL!