(Yes, this is a new thing. I figured that I’d quickly share some of my thoughts on my blog before school starts and I start starting every post with excuses as to why I have not been diligently updating the blog.)
This food blog’s beginnings were very cliche. It was the standard story – I was going through some introspectively rocky renovations, I needed a way to express myself/distract myself/make a change/(insert another cliche here) so I started a food blog as a symbol of my taking action and proving myself wrong. Blah blah. Can we get some tissues for the tears that were not shed for the duration of this paragraph?
It’s funny because a few months back there was a week where my viewership went through the roof. It was probably the best day of my life. Except, as it turned out, about three quarters of the total viewerships were my own, seeing as I had been checking the homepage every two minutes to see if the number had increased (it did, thank you for asking).
Move-in Day at Ohio State was yesterday – very cute. People were lining up outside dorms and cheering as new residents stepped foot outside of their cars. Being someone who prefers to scuttle around unnoticed when I look absolutely horrendous (bright red from semi-sunburn, really quite hideously dressed, (how was I to know they would red-carpet Move-In Day?) probably smelly – you get the picture) I decided that I would sneak in behind the crowd to avoid the limelight, except of course, I have a mother who quite possibly only knows how to speak at one volume. So that failed. (It was actually very adorable though, Ohio State is very good at these things. )
START OF A NEW SCHOOL YEAR. I’d write a list of things (sort of like a New Year’s Resolutions list) that I aspire to accomplish, but I think that’s just going to speed up reader scrolling speed.
You know, when you start to travel frequently, you actually end up not feeling the effects of jet lag as badly as most people. When you’re on the plane and crossing timezones, you don’t actually know what the precise time it is. Instead, you know what time it is either in the place where you last were or where you’re going to be. It’s a little bit like life actually. We’re never really sure of where we are presently unless we look back at who we last were or look forward to who we want to be. I went back and looked at posts from the earlier days of this blog and the way it’s written – its voice – and discovered that it was quite different (to me anyway). Here are several things I learned over the past three months:
- Right now is life. Right now is the only moment guaranteed to you. Don’t miss it.
- Happiness is not the absence of problems but simply the ability to deal with them. It’s not about what the world takes away from you that counts but what you do with what’s left. Laugh when you want to cry. (It’s stupidly obvious advice but whatever, I’m Dr Phil-ing it, yo.)
- What others think or say about you is a reflection of them – not you.
And now, some pictures of cake.
Old fashioned buttermilk chocolate cake. (SO GOOD.)
Probably the worst apple tart I have ever tasted. It’s lucky it was a sexy piece of tart and I eat my food with my eyes.
Sour cream chocolate cake with chocolate whipped cream frosting. Funny story actually – turns out there were metallic flakes in the dark chocolate disks I used to decorate the cake so I sort of poisoned my entire family? Nobody knows though. (Perhaps it can be passed off as genetic?)