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Hello? Is anyone still listening?

Hi everyone.

{Confession} My name is Corine and I’m a terrible blogger.

But I believe in second chances for others, so I should hold myself to that standard as well.

Photo on 6-13-16 at 3.10 PM #2

This is me, right now, as I’m writing this post.

My office is a mess, and I’ve seen better hygiene days, but this is me.

For a time I kind of lost my blogging voice. I’m not sure why; but I did. (Or maybe I do know why, I just want to spare you all the details.)

I also lost my love for cooking and baking and experimenting in the kitchen.

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Recently, I think I’ve found my voice again.

I’ve found my love for creating delicious, nutritious foods in the kitchen again too.

I haven’t decided if I will get into all the details yet, and catch you all up. I feel like (if anyone is even reading this), like I may have left some of you hanging with some of my posts – particularly the heart rate training post.

There were also some reviews I never got around to posting.

The moment blogging became a chore, and not something from my heart, I lost interest.

My blog has never been about making money or getting the most number of followers I can.

My blog is simply an outlet for me to share. Because I have opinions and ideas and if I don’t share them, I feel like exploding.

When blogs FIRST started, that’s all they were. A public diary of sorts. So I’m takin’ it back to 2000.

If you are interested in following along, super. If you don’t care, then that’s cool too. I won’t judge.

Some things you can expect from me moving forward:

  • 1 weekly post – with a GO-LIVE of Wednesday
  • more recipes which include sourdough starter, sourdough bread and sourdough pancakes/waffles
  • an easy AND quick raw energy ball recipe
  • how-to videos on some of the above
  • and maybe an explanation post on what I’ve been up to the past few, long, months

How have you all been? Is there anything you want to see from me moving forward? What are your thoughts? 

I believe I can fly…

You know the song right? R. Kelly? Mid 90’s? Here is a refresher/cliff notes for you:

I believe I can fly

I believe I can touch the sky

I think about it every night and day

Spread my wings and fly away

I believe I can soar

I see me running through that open door

You get the picture? Anyway. I couldn’t figure out a good title for my very first solo blog post, and suddenly that song popped into my head. It’s just how my brain works. And most importantly, it wasn’t the R. Kelly version, it was the scene from Fun with Dick and Jane where Jim Carry is in the elevator singing and performing it as he rides to the 50th floor. “I believe! I believe!” with his arms flapping; makes me smile every time.

Jim Carry, I BELIEVE!
I BELIEVE! I BELIEVE! I BELIEVE! 

It just so happens to be one of my favorite movies too – probably because I’ve worked in corporate America for almost 10 years and they really poke fun of it, just like Office Space. Anyway, I’m getting off track here.

You’ve gathered that this is my first solo blog post so you may be asking yourself what does that mean, exactly (or not). It means, I had a joint website/blog with a friend of mine to get my blogging feet wet. It seemed way less scary having a partner in crime. I learned a whole bunch (what to do, what not to do, how to keep it fun, how to not put too much pressure on myself, etc) and now I want to spread my wings and fly on my own. I have all these crazy ideas in my head that I want to execute on and I feel I have outgrown my first blog. I’ve also learned that while the company who was hosting our blog was awesome, they were still lacking in a lot of things that you NEED to have a successful blog – for one – a FOLLOW OPTION.

So here we are, or here am. About to venture out onto a new path in my blogging life, writing a new blog and simultaneously clapping my hands in the air every 2 minutes trying to kill fruit flies that are buzzing around my face. -_- I kid you not, one even flew up my nose and was hanging out there for about 5 minutes before I blew my nose due to a “tickle”. {After blowing; the source was evident.} If only you could get rid of allergens that easy.