I’ve sat down to write a blog post at least fifty times, and each time I find I don’t know what to say. It’s like writing a letter to a long lost friend and you just don’t even know where to start.
So I’ll just start by saying that I’ve missed all of you. I miss having a place to vent and catch up with friends, new and old. I miss knowing what’s happening in your lives. You move me and inspire me every day, and I really need that in my life right now.
I used to think my parents were insane when they would mumble things like “where does all the time go?” And “Man this year really flew by.” I was desperately afraid of turning into them. Yet here I am wondering where the hell this past year has gone.
What on earth, you may ask, have I been doing this past year? Since it obviously hasn’t been blogging…
Well, I got my first job as a pastry chef. That’s the biggest news. Most days I love it. Other days I feel like I’m in way over my head and I’m waiting for someone to catch on and tell me the gig is up. I frequently come home cut and/or burned and smelling like a bizarre mixture of buttercream frosting, seafood, and I’m sad to say, sweat with the bottoms of my feet so sore that all I want to do sit down and never move again.
Bet you didn’t know being a chef was so glamorous, did you? All kidding aside it’s like I’ve finally figured out what I want to be when I grow up. It’s truly extraordinary, despite smelling badly and the scars I will eventually need a plethora of tattoos to cover up.
My son has been working on his driver’s license, and my teenage daughter has been working on driving me crazy with her newfound love of texting and stupid boys, and worse texting stupid boys. Being a teenage girl must be harder than I remember because it blows my mind that anyone can cry that much. I’m sure I was NOT like that when I was younger.
Meanwhile my youngest has been doing her best to make me feel good every day by reminding me how old and tired I look all the time. Sweet isn’t it?
I’m busy enough that picking up The Grammercy Tavern Cookbook now qualifies as reading a book, and my daily dose of news involves the pop radio station telling me which 52 celebrities supposedly have herpes. For reals… (A side note– if Derek Jeter ever asks you out, tell him hell no!)
I’m a full season behind on The Walking Dead and Glee – so PLEASE don’t spoil them for me. And I have been sleeping on an unmade bed for three days now because I just can’t be bothered to put clean sheets on it. I tell myself I’m just doing my part to keep the mattress industry going strong.
When I’m lucky, all the planets align and I have an entire day off with nothing to do and can spend the day playing with my camera and catching up on my favorite blogs. Pretending I still have a life that doesn’t revolve around my kids and my white coat. Pretending is the key word here.
I’m thinking I may need to rename my blog Le Cirque du (insert something catchy here that I’m just too tired to think of) after the three ring circus it has become. Some days I’m seriously not sure if I’m the ringmaster of just one of the clowns.
But enough about me, how have you all been? Any exciting news I’ve missed?