Always in the Back of my Mind….

I’ve been horrible about blogging.  I did SO well at the beginning of last year.  So well, in fact, that I worked up the nerve to actually pay for a domain name and web hosting.  But wouldn’t you know that, as soon as I did, life got busier and a blog was no longer the priority.

I’ve tried here and there to pick it back up, only it doesn’t always happen like I want it too.  But it is always in the back of my mind because there are things that I would like to write about, little weekly blog events that I would like to participate in.

Because of my lack of consistent use, I have decided to let the .com domain name and everything go and move everything back here.  In fact, I’ve already transferred all of my posts from there to here (the perks of using WordPress software).  So, any and all future posts will be here now.

I’m playing with the site a lot.  I’m trying to find a look/layout that I like, so you may see something new and different with each post, who knows?  Anywho, stay tuned for what will hopefully be more frequent updates. 🙂

Connecting in the Blogging Community

There are times when I dive into the world of blogging and feel like I’m constantly swimming around to try and find where I belong.  What is it that I contribute?  Mostly, I end up feeling like I’m just treading water.

I started my blog to have a place to talk about my life as I become the person that I want to be.  For the most part, the things I have shared coincide with that.  I share about my continuing education cake courses, I share weekly pictures that I take (my dream job would be to be a photographer – I am nowhere close at the moment), and I have shared a few things about my weight loss/exercise journey.

And then I go to read other blogs and feel like mine is so pointless.  I think a lot of that stems from the fact that, when I read amazing post after amazing post, I feel like I have no life experience at all.  I’m not married.  I don’t have children.  I was raised in a happy home with both parents and my mom was a stay-at-home mom.  I feel sheltered.  I feel like I don’t really have a voice.  And that leaves me feeling as though I’m grasping for anything within reach; anything that keeps me connected to the blogging community.

Usually, my ‘grasping’ is manifested in commenting on others’ blogs.  I want to connect to people.  I love to read what others are experiencing.  But, without the same type of experiences, I feel like my comments are trite.  Last week, I read a post at Chosen Chaos that I wanted to stand up and applaud.  The post talks about having a “like” button for blogs, similar to that of Facebook.  I would LOVE to have such a feature available (I believe it is available on WordPress, just not on other blogging sites).  It’s so hard for me to come up with something meaningful to say to the mom that had to clean up puke all night…..but that doesn’t mean that I didn’t enjoy reading her humorous account of it.

So my question is this: do I comment or not?  Personally, it makes my heart skip a beat when I log in to my blog and see that I have a comment awaiting me.  What is said doesn’t always matter, I just enjoy that somebody took the time to do it.  But what about you?  Do you mind if I leave a “that was hilarious” type of comment?  Or would you rather I quietly click away from the page simply having laughed at or been touched by your story?

This week, I’m linking up with yeah write.  Check out all of the amazing writers that are also linking up there this week!

Here goes nothing…

A friend of mine recently started blogging.  She’s blogged before, but this time she’s been more dedicated and hardcore about it, thus, inspiring me to want to do the same.  (Check her out here!) I have blogged before as well.  Unfortunately, after a month or so I began to post fewer and fewer things until I stopped altogether.  Because of this, I didn’t let the inspiration from her take over immediately.  After almost 2 weeks of the idea sticking with me, however, I finally decided to give in.  And so begins the process of a new blog…

When the desire to start one first came to me, I started with the first problem: what am I going to name the blog?  After all, the name alone can make or break it, right?  I wanted something that could carry through all phases of my life.  You see, the other blog that I started and stopped a few years ago didn’t really do that, which is the very reason I didn’t just revive it when this new spark of interest in blogging came.

I’ve made a lot of changes in my life in the last year and am continuing to do so now.  I’ve bought a house, I’ve lost some weight, I’ve started exercising, and I’ve started trying out recipes from Pinterest.  My list could go on and on.  In every area of my life, I feel like I’m striving to change because I want to become the best of what I can be.  I want to be the ideal.  I want to have an ideal home, I want to be an ideal weight, I want to be an ideal cook/baker, and hopefully, one day, I can become the ideal wife and mother.  I looked up the definition of “ideal” on dictionary.com and found the following:

i·de·al (noun)

1.  a conception of something in its perfection.

2.  a standard of perfection or excellence.

3.  a person or thing conceived as embodying such a conception or conforming to such a standard, and taken as a model for imitation: Thomas Jefferson was his ideal.

4.  an ultimate object or aim of endeavor, especially one of high or noble character: He refuses to compromise any of his ideals.

5.  something that exists only in the imagination: To achieve the ideal is almost hopeless.

(adjective)

6.  conceived as constituting a standard of perfection or excellence: ideal beauty.

7.  regarded as perfect of its kind: an ideal spot for a home.

8.  existing only in the imagination; not real or actual: Nature is real; beauty is ideal.

9.  advantageous; excellent; best: It would be ideal if she could accompany us as she knows the way.

Upon reading the definition, there was one thing that stood out to me the most.  It was the number 5 definition, “something that exists only in the imagination.”  I relate most to this definition because while my ideal of something may be one thing, general society may think something completely different.  My journey continues every day.  I’m not trying to become something for somebody else; I’m trying to become what I want myself to be.

This will be a multipurpose blog that shares all the things that I do along the way as I am becoming my ideal (fill in the blank) and I hope that you stick around to share the journey!