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Todayâ€™s blog post brings us well into wedding planning processâ€”as well as to a few other relationship landmarks.
Last week we celebrated Justinâ€™s birthday, which we do in a traditional (to him, not so much to me) wayâ€”with a King Cake. The King Cake is a Mardi Gras custom (Mardi Gras being part of the Carnival celebrations that occur immediately before the observance of Lent)â€”and Justinâ€™s family has roots in the Bayou of Louisiana.
With his birthday falling so close to Mardi Gras each year, itâ€™s become a tradition for his Grandparents (who live just over the Louisiana border in Mississippi) to send him a King Cake.
Before meeting Justin Iâ€™d never had a King Cake. Now itâ€™s something I look forward to each year. This purple, green, and gold cake is topped with frosting and sugar, and from the time it arrives until weâ€™ve eaten it all, every meal involves cake. Breakfast, lunch, dinner, mid-day, and midnight snacks all involve King Cake. (And, as we are adults, we have deemed it okay if one wants to have a slice of cake before dinner.)
The most important part of the King Cakeâ€”besides it being delicious and often arriving in the same box as Mardi Gras beadsâ€”is that it comes with a plastic baby Jesus hidden inside the cake. Itâ€™s good luck if you find the baby in your piece of cake.
And, every year that weâ€™ve celebrated with a King Cake, Iâ€™ve always ended up Jesus-less.
Somehow that plastic baby is always in one of Justinâ€™s slices of cake. (Perhaps thereâ€™s a secret to finding the King Cake baby that Iâ€™ve missed out on? My ability to always find the Afikoman at a Passover Seder does not seem to translate to the King Cakeâ€™s hidden Jesus.)
Justinâ€™s Jesus finding skills did, however, set us up for a fantastically cheesyÂ exchange this year about how he was the one with the luckâ€”thus he gets to marry meâ€”and I was the one without the luckâ€”hence I was stuck marrying him.
This year, weâ€™re hoping that little plastic baby Jesus is going to bring us some mutual luckâ€”especially as we move from the theoretical planning into actually putting the plan into action.