Absence Makes the Heart Grow Fonder

So it has definitely been quite some time since my last post. Life has seemingly just been passing away so quickly and a lot has happened in the last few months! We are expecting our first child, a precious baby girl, this July!! All the excitement (and extreme sleepiness, which I am sure will only get worse in the days to come) has caused me to be too distracted (and tired) to blog! Please forgive me as I try and transition to this new stage of life! I do have plenty fun baking pictures to post so I will try and do some major catch-up this weekend! I am also doing a wedding this weekend so I will try and remember to take some video footage to be able to post tutorials.

 

Well I hope all is well with all of you lovely readers! You will be hearing from me soon!

to fail is to succeed

So many times people tell me that I just dive head first into things that I have never done before fearlessly  (both with baking and other areas of my life) and wonder how I am  so bold with the unknown. I honestly don’t know. I have always been a person that has read the directions on every toy I got and tried to figure out every aspect of whatever has my attention in that moment. I have definitely continued doing this on my baking journey, probably being more fearless at times than I should have because I have had many countless hours correcting mistakes (if you have ever had to un-frost a cake then you can better understand the frustration that can come with that).  There are times that I have started doing something and realized what the heck did I get myself into? I can’t do this! Most of the time I can talk myself through it, giving me the much needed encouragement to get through the job and finish well, but other times I have found that encouragement through my mom. My mom has always helped me to some degree with all the different baking jobs that I have done. She has been able to see the potential in me (maybe more than there actually was) and help instill the confidence in me that I needed in those moments when I really thought this can’t be done.  Lets be honest, two years ago I was not the person that anyone would want to bring baked yumminess to their party, so if I can teach myself to bake like I do now, you can too!  I found this quote that I think is a perfect description of what it means to succeed. Remember, if at first you don’t succeed, try, try again. 

“If you are going to achieve goals you have never achieved before, you must be willing to do what you have never done before. One of those things is to allow, no actually push, yourself to FAIL. And if you want to succeed big, you have to fail big. There is no way around it.” –Darren Hardy

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Here is one of my failures! hahahahaha sometimes all you can do is laugh at yourself when you fail.  🙂

just curious

est. 2011

Baking has never been a forte of mine. Lets be honest, I am incredibly impatient so baking and cooking have both been things that never interested me in life. The only time I baked was with my grandma when I went to visit her (even then I didn’t really help all that often) or the occasional cookies I would help my dad with-and by help I mean, someone had to lick the beaters, right?

In the Spring of 2011, while I was busy planning my wedding and living the life of “bliss” that all soon-to-be-married women talk about, my grandma was tragically killed in a car accident. Who knew that one phone call would change my life forever. I will never forget that day or the months after. Words cannot even begin to express how close I was to that woman and how terribly hurt my heart was. To say my engagement was a bittersweet time is an understatement.

This season of my life, was when I really started baking. At first, it was something I did to distract myself from what was going on in the world around me. I didn’t have time to think about our family’s loss, I needed to be happy. I needed to get back to a state of bliss. I needed to be excited about becoming a wife. Then, I just needed to bake. It became therapeutic for me. It was relaxing being in the kitchen baking and it made me feel somewhat connected with my grandma.  She was an amazing woman and I wish she could be here now, but I know that the Lord has a reason for everything.

That is how I got to this point where I am at. Baking has become a passion for me. This blog is a way for me to share what I learn and create with others. My hope is that people will be able to find what makes them happy, and do it.

“Part of the healing process is sharing with people who care.” -Jerry Cantrell