This blogging thing is cuh-ray-zee.
Cupcakes are my biggest passion, so I often blog about them. So it starts with me conceptualizing, researching, googling, fipping through cookbooks or scanning Pinterest for ideas.
Then I need to buy ingredients. Which isn’t a biggie, except when I can’t find what I’m looking for and I have to hit up numerous stores on the search for a 99 cent piece of candy that probably cost me $10 in gas just to find.
Once I have all my ingredients, I’ll soften the butter, gather everything together and get to work.
Then, my concept won’t be working. (It totally was in my mind!) And I’ll cry to Hubby that my cupcakes are doomed and eventually come up with a new strategy.
Except that now I’ve used up the entire package of candy. Hubby will go out and buy more. (He’s so great.)
Rework it again.
At last, the cupcakes will be baked, frosting will be piled high and decorations will be sitting nicely on top.
If I’m lucky, they’ll turn out fabulous. And I’ll be thinking, “Wahooo! Cupcakes are complete! And it’s only 4am! Yessssss! Time for sleeeeeeeeeep!”
Except that the cupcakes will be consumed tomorrow. And I must. take. pictures. now.
And that is why from time to time, you might just see photos of my cupcakes in their delivery container. My creativity is exhausted, my eyes are burning, the lighting is definitely horrendous and my camera of choice is my iPhone.
I pray that this is what I should be doing and that God has some grand plans for me and that I’m on the path He wants. Because so often, I just feel, well, crazy.
Because after all of that, there’s still that whole blogging thing:
Upload pictures, edit pictures, write post, proofread and rewrite, publish and promote on social media, reply to comments, engage other bloggers, add widgets, keep plug-ins up to date, delete spam, research new technology…
It’s a good thing I love it all so much.