So, here goes nothing. I bought this URL three weeks ago and I’ve been stewing over how you start your first blog post. I’m reminded of my “Dear Diary” days; how does one begin? Hi, my name is Courtney? That’s not going to work… since I’m the only one reading at this point. So… I figured I’d share my war wounds. As I tried last night to make yet another attempt to grab something from the oven, (by reaching my entire arm in, rather than just pulling the shelf out)I AGAIN singed my forearm to the 450 degree top. Today’s lesson: I have a problem with learning lessons.
But, I’ll take a 1000 more of them. I love cooking. It’s my happy place and one of the only times of the day I think about nothing else. I devour recipes from Pinterest and Food blogs and I’ve really come to appreciate the craft that goes into so many of those blog creations. So I thought, why not jump in? My hope for all this is that it will keep me motivated to create new, delicious, healthy (and sometimes just decedent) meals.
And while I’m at it, I’d love to talk about my latest favorite fitness obsessions… barre, bootcamp, body pump or twerking. Doing those things is the other time of the day I’m totally in the moment. I still am amazed at those butts on the twerking videos. I’ll probably just stick to bootcamp… but stay tuned, ya never know.
Speaking of moments, I have the stupidest and most wonderful little family – my boyfriend Adam and our two dogs, Rondo and Gidget. Lots of funny, and most of the time embarrassing, moments happen around here and I’ll make sure to share those too. Ya know… just between us girls.
So that’s it… my first blog post. Complete!
3 responses to “War Wounds”
You were born to write and tell stories my friend!
welcome to blogger life!!!