Hello m’dear dear eaters!
I took last week off from blogging to hang out with my family. And then I drove back to Greensboro, picked Leon up from the airport, and we spent a lot of time cleaning and organizing the house, which was so messy it was annoying.
I didn’t know annoying was a level of messy until I walked in my front door.
But a few hours, a few Rubbermaid tubs, and a mail sorter later, my house was organized and livable.
And I was in the mood to get the rest of my life in order.
So Leon and I gave Charlie a bath. I did some serious work on my thesis. I’ve already got the healthy eating on lock thanks to my friends from Crossfit who are hosting a paleo New Years Eve party. I ordered a few books (Bitches on a Budget and 20-Something, 20-Everything, which I’ll tell you about if your interested) that will help get my life in order in the future.
And now, I think it’s time to get my blog in order.
From here on out, FoodBaby won’t be a Sunday through Thursday blog. It’ll be a two or three times a week blog.
Ya see eaters, it’s not that I’m losing steam. It’s not that I’m burning out on blogging. And it’s certainly not that I’m tiring of you. (Because you’re amazing and I want to hang out with you and braid your hair and we can tell ghost stories and get glamour shots taken at Sears.)
It’s that I’ve been writing a lot of crap. It’s that dinner comes every night and my meals have been repetitive and less than inventive. It’s that I’m starting to feel like this blog is a chore and a stressor, except for that one or two times a week when I write something I’m excited about and proud of.
So instead of writing five times a week and feeling guilty when I don’t, I’m only writing what I’m proud of and excited about.
And now, for this awkward time between Christmas and New Year’s, here’s a bunch of photos from my life. Enjoy.
Your turn, eaters:
Grammar people, is it New Years’ Eve or New Year’s Eve?
How was your holiday?
G’night eaters!