You
may be wondering, (I know I was)...
A
blog?... Really?... Why me?... Why now?...
I
asked myself this a lot over the months leading up to this one. I'm still
asking myself this today. I thought about what I might have to offer-- and came
up with... hmmm, okay, 'didn't actually come up with anything... still workin'
on that one, please check back.
I
asked myself whether I had the time to give to this blog as I am raising two
beautiful boys and I make it a point to regularly greet my husband when he
walks in the door from work with "oh my, I have been sooo busy today
(sigh)... so sorry dinner isn't ready (sigh, some more)... wanna do take out? (trying
not to look too eager)".
(
This works best if one appears ridiculously frazzled and if, as soon as one
hears one's husband pull into the driveway, one convinces kids (preferably your
own, but let's not be picky-- any little buggers will do) to run around in
circles chanting "pizza! pizza!")
So...
when I first considered writing a blog a little voice in my head whispered,
"whoa, slow down tiger... you know you really should wait for the ideal
time, preferably when you are your ideal weight (I'm a girl, I struggle with
weight issues-- shocker, I know) and mostly when you're an all-around
"ideal" version of you", um... okay?...
So,
I began the long, really quite absurd, wait for the ideal time, with a toddler
that would be, like... never. And I waited 'til I reached my ideal
weight...o.k. no I didn't 'cause I'm still waiting... s-t-i-l-l...
w-a-i-t-i-n-g... umm, not cute.
And
while waiting for me to be "ideal me" it donned on "real
me"... I pretty much suck at waiting.
So
this is me, as I am today, living out loud. It may not be ideal me, it
certainly isn't all of me, but I promise it will be authentic me. I hope that
you'll join me here on this little wave that is local sugar. What are you
waiting for? Come on, just as you are. Come write these lines.
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