Promised Update

100% not dating that guy anymore.

Hhahahahahhahaha. He was a fucking angel baby, FOR SURE, and it was nothing that he did that stopped us from dating, but I just couldn't handle it, my guys. 

I have never been so busy (or happy) in my whole life and the idea of trying to make sure that I could make someone else a priority was really difficult to grasp - let alone take on. He was a great guy and I think we'll still be able to be friends.

This is the cool thing about being single though, my dudes -- you learn shit, you meet people, you fall in mini-love with people and then drift out of it. Sometimes you're the one drifting and sometimes they are and you learn so much every time.

It's really fucking cool.

Anyway, work is insane. I'm really happy with my life. I get to see my MOMMY SOON (she's crushing it in Texas, thank you for asking), and I'm baking a lot. It could always be more, but I'm still super happy with it. 

Never forget the times that you're happy. Never dwell on the times that you're sad (even though they're important, too, for sure, just try not to ONLY think of that - you know?). Fall in love with a million people. Fuck everyone if they suck, but also fuck everyone (as long as you're safe).

I love y'all. Thanks for tuning in.

 

Okay, baaaiiii. 

It's Been a Minute

Sweet babies. My loves. Honeybees. All of my GLORIOUS FOLLOWERS.

Hi, two people who might actually read this. Not that I do this for people to read (just kidding - I'm all about the fame. Please like and subscribe.)

I just wanted to take a second and write on here.

It's been quite the year already, two months in. I have started selling my cookies to two different places, making custom orders (one of which went to a hero of mine as a thank you gift from my boss). I'm working on my OWN recipes that I am CREATING (holy shit). And I'm really happy. 

There are a million other rad work things we could talk about, but that's all anyone ever talks about. "Where do you work?", "How's work?", "I'm so tired from work." So let's all shut the fuck up about it for a second and listen to more shit about ME.

So you all know about the garbage fucking relationship that I was in just a few months ago. Woah. Now that I'm thinking about it it's been 8 months!! Fucking AMAZING. 8 months that I have been free, and not abused. Verrrrry chill. 

Reflecting on it has been happening a lot recently though. Especially because I met this other guy. Like a real man who doesn't want to kick people down and keep kicking. 

He's this brilliant, HILARIOUS, sweet, thoughtful guy who just is the most wonderful thing. He actually wants me to be happy. Like when I go out he says to "have fun, and be safe!" instead of "I can't fucking believe you. You just want guys to come up to you". It's insane. 

I was really, really not trusting men much after my last boyfriend. I had a handful of men in my life who showed me that it would all be okay and that most guys were actually super chill, and good, and kind, but I was (and definitely still am) kinda fucked from this last dude. He made me feel like I was never allowed to have fun, or be happy, or do anything without him.

This new guy's different. 

Now, of course I'm not living my life just depending on guy after guy (lawl, for sure am), but it's so fucking refreshing to have a dude care about me wholesomely and not in a possessive, and threatening way.

It's really fucking exciting and cool. I can feel myself kind of holding back because I don't know if I'm really ready for another relationship, but who the fuck knows, dude? Life is way too fucking short to be nervous about saying "I have a boyfriend".

 

I'll keep y'all updated. 

Okay, baaaiiii!!!

Actually Working

Hi, sweet angel babes.

I've been working like a motherfucker. Sure, it's just been baking, but I'll tell you what- it sure takes it the fuck out of you.

I've challenged myself to bake something new every day of the week.

Monday was Apple Pie (pretty great), Tuesday Hostess Creme Cupcakes (could have for sure been better but the creme was fucking amazing), Wednesday was vegan cookies (for my roommate. They were very okay.), Thursday we got some other thing that I'm not remembering. And today I made decadent as fuck chocolate cake with cute little words on it. 

I'm working pretty fucking hard to make my dream happen, and the only way I can do that that I know of is by baking shit, and putting it up on Instagram.

If y'all have any other ideas - you let me know. 

But in the mean time go check-out the "food" portion of my site.

Love y'all!!

 

Okay, baaaiii!!!