There is always a beginning.
On January 13, 2008 I had a really good idea. I started a blog. I wrote a post. I posted a picture. I opened up comments to anyone who might (most accidentally) stumble upon my ramblings… and I misspelled the title of my first post (thereby setting the tone for every other word I would type in this space).
My beginning was short, yellow-lit, and misspelled.
In the five years that I’ve lived in this little Internet space I’ve also…
lived in three different apartments, driven two different cars, and held the hands of various dudes, dates and boyfriends. I’ve made a best friend. I’ve created podcasts with another best friend. I’ve traveled to London, over-eaten in New Orleans, and nursed (at least) two and two-thirds hangovers. I’ve borrowed three cameras. I’ve dropped one computer on the concrete. I’ve cried at least eight times. I’ve adopted one cat. I’ve lost two jobs. I’ve gotten in one bike accident. I’ve had 89 freak-outs of varying degrees. I’ve written one book, made hundreds of biscuits, and eaten dozens of pounds of chocolate chips.
For the past five years, this little space has always been where I want to spend my time. When I started this blog I didn’t really think about who might come here and read it… mostly because I figured no one would. I just wanted to play with my butter, sugar, and camera. Somewhere along the way, you joined me in this weirdo journey and I’m really so glad you did. I didn’t know I missed you until you got here… and now I’m sure I can’t do without you. I am so thankful for your enthusiasm and kindness. You’re weird too! Seriously, let’s high-five!
This Cinnamon Sugar Pull-Apart Bread is the most bonkers popular recipe I’ve ever shared. Something about doughy cinnamon bread reaches inside your heart. We are all the same… this bread proves it.
This is the most useful bit of unsolicited advice I’ve shared with you in five years: On Turning TwentyOne. There’s a few gems about the importance of water over rum, and eye contact over Facebook. I’m ThirtyOne now and I really need to write the ThirtySomething follow-up to this list. Lord knows I’m still out in the world acting a fool.
I wrote a bit about accidentally seeing an ex-boyfriend on the Internet. This had some of you thinking that I had taken up drunk blogging as a hobby. Yea… I’ve read the hate boards… I know what’s going on. Was I drunk when I wrote that post? No.
That should clear things up.
It hasn’t all been sweet in these few years. I have been very fond of sandwiching. Pepper Jack Grilled Cheese Sandwiches? Out of control!
And I have so many more cookie stacks in me. These Vanilla Almond Cloud Cookies are just the beginning.
All of this is really just to say THANK YOU! Thank you for indulging my boy talk, life lessons, poor spelling, and sometimes awkward food photography. Thank you for making as many cupcakes as you have, and leaving all of the awesome comments that you do. You make my life better everyday. It’s so weird and awesome and true.
Five years! Working on six! I have you to thank, and thank you I do.