My husband started grad school last week, so Thursday nights are now 3-hour lecture nights for him. His first suggestion for my Thursdays while he's at class? To blog again. It's not that I don't have the desire. I often don't have the time or leftover energy after full days that are never routine or quiet or slow. But I do want to, so here's to attempting regularly for the next few months, on Thursdays, while he's in class.
Tonight's topic? Things to leave in 2014. Yes I know it's January 22, but it's never to late to make new resolutions.
At the top of my list? Hashtags and selfies. My husband's? Quinoa and elevator music. There's a funny story about that quinoa which I'll have to tell you another night, but let's get back to hashtags and selfies. And oh yes, add instagramed food pictures to that list after another failed baking adventure tonight.
Just before blogging, I tried making a chocolate roulade recipe that looked fun and delicious. Google it if you want to know what the Instagram picture should look like. You make a thin chocolate cake in the oven, let it cool, spread more chocolate on top, roll it several times and then cut it into slices (just like making cinnamon rolls).
Truth is, even though I read the directions three times before starting and followed them precisely, mine looked a lot more like a large heap of brownie sundae gone wrong. It tastes delicious, but I'm positive you won't be seeing it in the bakery aisle anytime soon.
As I wiped up the large chocolate puddle that leaked all over my counter, I laughed thinking, "I really should have taken a picture of this mess." But wait a second. Why is it we only take pictures of the food that turns out right? Why is it that we take pictures of food at all? And then it gets worse. We add hashtags! Who in the world woke up one day and thought they'd add the pound sign to every random thought they had? About food?! And they'd broadcast to the world these pound-signed thoughts, and the thoughts would be #yum #delicious #perfection. What do you want us to reply? "Great news. Ithinkyourspaghettiiscoldnow"?
Sorry, back to failed baking. These social media, failed baking, things-to-leave-in-2014 random topics have a point. I promise. I think they all speak to a deeper issue that will start to become truth about our generation if we don't wake up. An issue with admitting failure, appearing less than perfect, being human, being normal and sometimes being more disappointed, discouraged, exhausted, frustrated or lonely than #happy #bestfriend #bestdayever #love.
I'm a person who craves authenticity. If you know me, you know that I can't do fake, can't do drama and can't do keeping up with appearances. So as I blog, I will try to be that. And if you choose to follow, please also vow with me to laugh more often at our failures in 2015. Leave your hashtags, selfies and instagramed perfections in 2014, and let's vow to embrace life as it comes, in all it's triumphs and failures.
#nofilter Is that that right poundsign? Great. Make it your last one.
And come back next week.
For now, I have a roulade-turned-brownie-sundae that should be chilled and ready for tasting.
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