I have had this blog for quite some time now. I think it's been about two years, but who's counting? I had great plans for the blog; chronicling my adventures in the kitchen, meal plans, kid-friendly recipes, you get the idea. It was going to be so amazing that I would have thousands of readers. And then, I forgot all about it. I would remember that I wanted to post a project or recipe AFTER it was done. I suppose I still could have posted, but I wanted to post step-by-step pictures, so I thought 'Forget it, there's always next time.' Well next time came and went in the same fashion, a vicious cycle of forget - remember - wait until next time. Sometimes I annoy myself so much it hurts.
My friends even asked 'Why don't you have a blog?' I always said that I DO have a blog, but I just don't have time to post. This is rarely true, although I seem to have convinced myself that there isn't time. I don't consider myself disorganized, not at all, but when it comes to getting something done, I just can't get it together. I have this self-destructive tendency to engulf myself in massive undertakings and then run around like a chicken with my head cut off, scrambling to complete the task in time.
There was the time I made the wedding cakes for my BFF, from scratch, because she and her fiancé are the whole-food, organic, locally-sourced kind of people. (Not to say that is bad, just extra challenging when making cake for 250 people, in your home kitchen, when you are also the matron of honor in the same wedding. Yikes.) That was her wedding gift from me. (I gave her something beautiful and expensive for her first wedding, and this was her request this time around.)
Or last year when I decided to donate 6 cakes for my daughter's spring carnival at school. It wouldn't have been so bad, but I wanted to AMAZE the recipients of my cakes by having them be spring-themed, which in my twisted mind required each one to have five layers of different cake. I was determined that when the cake was cut, it MUST look like so: earth (chocolate on the bottom,) grass (vanilla cake tinted green,) two layers of flowers (vanilla cake with flower sprinkles,) and sky (vanilla cake tinted blue.) A sane person would know that the idea was better left to a pro, but I don't fall into that category.
Neither of these incidents would have been such a terrible thing, but I waited until the last minute to actually start them. I had planned all the recipes, done all the necessary shopping, and then the ingredients sat, not inconspicuously, on the counters. I didn't stash them away, I left them out, and looked at them every time I was in the kitchen. I do this. All. The. Time. I am terrible. At least I admit it. In fact, I should be getting ready for my baby's 6-month checkup right now, but instead I have decided that I NEED to start this blog. NOW.
Anyone else guilty? I can't possibly be alone. Or maybe I am. Either way, I am what I am and no matter how I've tried to change, it simply has not worked out.
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