So I’ve been a bit of a ghost for the last 3 months in the land of blogging. I’ve had a super busy last few months, leaving my old job, starting a new one and to be honest, blogging was at the bottom of the priority list.
I started this blog almost 2 years ago as a creative outlet. Something to do to relax and unwind, so pretty much an alternative to couch, pizza and Netflix. However, when your brain is burnt out from long weeks at work, your words usually don’t make it to the page outside of the office.
The last year has been hectic busy and I’ve been more career focused than I ever thought I could be. But as the end of the year draws closer, looking back I’ve focused way more of my life this year on work than, well, actual life.
There’s nothing like a bit of self realization to really kick you up the ass so you remember what’s important in life.
On that note, I’m taking off to Hawaii for Christmas and New Year to relax, unwind and chill to begin the new year the way every year should. On a beach, in the sun, with a drink in my hand.
Flashback to 1 year, 1 month and 1 day at 2:24pm : Girl starts blog about fashion and food and spends some time writing posts that no one will ever read.
Flash forward to present day : Girl has blog about fashion and food with over 10,000 followers and wants to pull a Sally Fields Oscar moment and yell ” You like me, you really like me!!!!”
When I started my blog a little over a year ago I didn’t think anyone would be even remotely interested in reading my random, ramblings apart from my friends and family who it would be repeatedly forced upon through annoying Facebook updates.
Instead I’ve somehow ended up with willing followers, who I can harass with my thoughts as much as I want. Rookie mistake people.
But for reals, blogging has become an amazing outlet for me and knowing you guys are actually reading what I’m writing and responding to it, makes it super rewarding and fulfilling.
In other words…
Hi, my name is Sarah and I am an addict. An instagram addict. It’s been 45 minutes since my last post and I’d be lying if I said I didn’t want to post again.
Don’t deny me my cheap thrills. Be an enabler and follow me @denimanddumplings
So I’m completely brain dead, slightly jet lagged and really cold right this minute. Writing a blogpost probably isn’t the greatest idea, but if I wait for a moment when my brain is at full capacity, we could be waiting awhile.
Instead, I’m going to leave you with some thought provoking photos of me looking wistfully over Luna Park. While it may look like I’m deep in thought and reflection, what I’m really thinking is “I’m so cold… I wonder if they have hotdogs down there?”
And with that I leave you with a quote from Parks and Rec. Why? Because nothing else in this blog posts makes any sense that’s why.
“Zerts are what I call desserts. Tray-trays are entrées. I call sandwiches ‘sammies,’ ‘sandoozles,’ or ‘Adam Sandlers.’ Air conditioners are ‘cool blasterz.’ I call cakes ‘big ol’ cookies.’ I call noodles ‘long-ass rice.’ Fried chicken is ‘fry-fry chicky-chick.’ Chicken parm is ‘chicky-chicky-parm-parm.’ Chicken cacciatore? ‘Chicky-cach.’ I call eggs ‘pre-birds,’ or ‘future birds.’ Root beer is ‘super water.’ Tortillas are ‘bean blankets.’ And I call forks ‘food rakes.” – Tom Haverford
Lately I’ve been spending almost every spare minute of the day and night where I’m not working, either on the couch or in bed with the blinds drawn in partial darkness. Although it sounds like it, I haven’t developed a chronic illness.
I’m just super busy working late and weekends which means that for the 10% of my week where I’m not working, my brain is also not working and I’m allowed to be a lazy, couch sitting, pizza wearing, pyjama eating slob. Wait did I say that right?
That means that unfortunately my time spent in and around the blogosphere has become a bit more erratic than it used to. Quality over quantity right? Or at least above average.
That’s what I’m telling myself anyway. Either that or you’d be getting outfit of the day posts of all the track pants I own…
And they’re not the fashion type.