2018

Y’all…I’ve been on a little hiatus for a while.

Houston went through a lot in 2017, a jerk named Harvey came & reeked havoc on us and other parts of Texas & the next couple of years are going to be spent recovering.

The silver lining was watching our home team, The Houston (mother freaking) Astros, win the World Series.

I don’t think I have ever cried more times in a year than in 2017.

Happy & sad tears of course.

As you may have noticed, my blog has become less about food and more about life.

Apparently, y’all don’t care either way b/c I have had tons of positive feedback.

I recently had someone tell me (& I quote), “your blog is pimp AF,” & I about died of laughter.

Ohhhhh…this old thing?

I definitely believe that being “real” with people about certain things/happenings in your life can help them relate to you.

Not that I broadcast my life over this thing. Buttttttt…I do talk about some of the crap that I’ve been through. Everything else is private.

So, this is day four of 2018 & it’s going fairly well for me.

2017 was a year of growth and a ton of lessons.

I started 2017 in not so great of spirits having recently gone through a lil bit of somethin’.

I remember being at my parents on Christmas & after spending the day with family, surrounded by my lil sister & her bf, & all of my cousins & their significant others, & my parents, I had a freaking emotional breakdown in my car in my parent’s driveway.

I remember telling my mom, “Mom, this is just way too much LOVE for me to be around, my heart is broken into a million pieces & it’s nothing against y’all, I just can’t be around this.”

My parent’s were pretty much in shock that I was in this state of mind. I rarely let anything get to me & am a pretty tough chica when I need to be.

I have been through some crap & i am surprised at how brave i can be, not only for myself, but for people that i love.

Well that time, i crumbled. Guess what? My heart was involved. I let myself actually let go & care for someone & low & behold…destruction occurred.

It’s a feeling I never felt & one that I can’t describe.

I remember my baby sister hugging me & telling me that she understood. My BABY freaking sister y’all. I’m supposed to be her rock. Not the other way around.

I spent NYE at home, on my couch, snuggling with my 95 lb. labrador, drinking a bottle of wine, & listening to Texas country. I watched the ball drop & had my first cry of 2017.

Enter January, where I decided to pick myself up & get shit done with my job.

I met my best friend at work & we became roomies in May. She saw me jump into a relationship out of convenience, because I was lonely, & she saw & heard me question it every.single.day.

My heart wasn’t ready. I wasn’t even in LIKE with this guy. I think I tried to convince myself that I was. I know, it’s a terrible thing to say. It made me question myself. I broke up with him. It was like kissing my brother (if I had a brother).

I’m Italian, we are passionate people. Can ya blame me for wanting to feel & be loved?

My heart belonged to someone who kinda ripped it out, stomped on it, & put it back in my chest…shattered.

It still belongs to that person.

The rest of 2017 had it’s highs and lows, but I wouldn’t change it for the world. I would go back and do it again. I turn 30 in a little over a month. Am I scared? Heck no. I’m soooo excited.

2017 was the year I cleaned house w/ my “friends” and made my circle of friends tighter. I can truly say, ridding myself of toxic friendships has been the best decision I have ever made.

I grew w/ God in my relationship (as I do every year), & I was reminded continuously of my good hearted qualities.

I would rather have someone compliment me on my “heart of gold,” rather than on my outer appearance.

I don’t know what 2018 holds but I know what I want, & I’m gonna go get it.

Watch out & stay tuned (don’t worry I’ll be back w/ some pretty amazing recipes).

XOXO, gossip girl.

JK.

Love y’all.

Chels

 

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