I have a love/ hate relationship with blogs. I love finding new recipes and tips and perusing in general. I hate much of the "I made all of this with 2 toddlers on my hip and shot gorgeous photos of it as well so you could see," and yet I still pin the shit out of it. Also, I love cursing.
I do love creating, cooking, and finding new ways of doing things, so I suppose I fall in line with many of the examples I would list as slightly nauseating. The plan is for this space to be a convergence of aspects of my life into a visible memoir of my days and ideas.
I am currently in an interesting situation, having moved to the Bay Area from San Diego to be with my now husband, and I still fly down to work as a hairstylist for a week a month. Working some from home up here, I have more free time than I ever have which leads to more cooking and craftiness.
My intent is personal, so I may be writing this for my own posterity. However, if you are a person and are reading this, pardon my language and don't fucking judge.
