Wednesday, April 07, 2010
Not My First Time Here:
Okay, so the truth is I've had this blog named for about 3 years but to actually post something requires that first step and I'm not really all about committing to that. But it's time to fall off the cliff already. The soapbox broke and I must rant from somewhere. I choose here...for now. I may run to a dark corner later and wallow in my insecurities from there. You will know that when you see it too.
From all the blogs I've read, the first post usually reads like a mission statement of sorts--why the name? what is the blog actually supposed to be about (supposed is a key word)? et cetera .....yeah, I don't know.
I suppose I picked the name because I wear a lot of hats and baker/pastry chef is one of them on occassion....along with Mom, wife, daughter, sister, friend, taxpayer, citizen, carbon life form. And some days, I am a kick-ass chef. Other days, I paint or garden or read trashy fiction. But I have to be doing something with my hands and I think maybe I'll start keeping tract of those things.....hell, I might even tell someone I'm writing this blog....no,no, probably not. So, instead of internalizing my anxiety and moving furniture in my head, I'm going to lay it out here and see if I reach some momentous epiphany that changes my life, makes me saner, makes me more crazy, makes me better, feeds my demons (and I don't mean my children).