Hey there, friend.
Do you know that I think about you a lot?
I think about what you might want to make for brunch on Sunday. I’m thinking something with blueberries and cinnamon. Scones, maybe?
I think about your daughter’s third birthday party and what flavor her Princess Cinderella cake should be.
I think about the two dozen cupcakes your son needs for his fourth grade class by tomorrow…and that you just found out about today.
I think about how sometimes you just don’t have the time to make an intricate dessert for your Saturday night dinner party because the 3-year-old has gymnastics on Thursday and the 5-year-old needs a costume for the school play and the baby hasn’t slept in what seems like months.
I think about the hours you spend perusing recipes on Pinterest to find that perfect chocolate souffle for your fifth anniversary dinner.
I think about how excited you were when I told you that you could make French macarons and then you did. And they were awesome.
I think about you because I know that you come here looking for delicious, beautiful desserts. For inspiration. Maybe even for a laugh or a little encouragement, depending on the day. And I love giving that to you.
I make pie. And then you make pie. It’s a beautiful thing.
In case you missed it, it’s my birthday week! (or is it birthweek? Is that a word?)
So long, 27. We had some good times, didn’t we?
And hello, 28.
There’s nothing particularly special about 28, really. It’s not like 21, where you become a card-carrying, bona fide adult. Or 25, where you celebrate being alive for a whole quarter of a century. I mean, that’s kind of a big deal. Or 30. I’ve been told 30 is big. I’ll let you know how I feel about that one in a few years. Or 50 or 100 or any of those really monumental birthdays.
It’s just 28. Just another year.
And yet, I believe there’s always something special about a birthday.
It’s a celebration. It’s a tangible milestone in this adventure we call life. It’s a chance for reflection and goal-setting and maybe even a little bit of dreaming. It’s an opportunity to look at your life, figure out exactly where you are right now, and do a little thinking about where you’d like to be in the next year.
And so, because it’s just what I do, I give you a few random thoughts and lessons from this brand new 28-year-old.
I’m just going to come right out and say it. We moved again. No elaborate explanations. No lengthy apologies for leaving you hanging for weeks on end. We’ve been through quite a few moves and life changes together, you and I. I like to think that we’re at that point in our relationship where it’s totally cool if you don’t hear from me for an extended period of time. And then one day, I just pop back into your life. And we eat pie and catch up and it’s like we never spent any time apart. (more…)