How have you been doing? It’s been three months since I posted on this blog so I thought I should check in with you. This is a long post so if you aren’t into long posts, I understand and I’m okay if you stop reading now.
If you’re continuing to read, I greatly appreciate it. :)
You probably noticed I haven’t posted much since 2015. Can you believe 2015 was 2 years ago?! Don’t worry, I’m still trying to come to terms with that reality too. So why the decline in posts? It’s simple – I was burnt out with blogging and even COOKING. Crazy, right? Even thought I’ve always love cooking, I started to hate it. I realize blogging made me start to hate cooking. The pressure of coming up with new recipes, trying to be a “perfect” food blogger and social media wore me out. I wasn’t being true to myself and because of that, I did the easiest thing I could think of to alleviate my feelings – I gave up on blogging.
That said, I miss blogging because I miss sharing stories with you and interacting with the other great bloggers I got to know over the years. After some soul searching, I realized I needed to start blogging again but blog about whatever the eff I want to blog about, whether it be food, craft beer or life. And I needed to do it without striving to be the “perfect blogger”. I need to be myself.
So going forward, This Gal Cooks is going to be about whatever this gal wants it to be about. I’m going to share the recipes I make with you – I’ll tell you if I love ’em or hate ’em. Who cares if my photos aren’t great? I sold my DSLR and only use my iphone 7+ camera now. And I’m okay with that. I’ll share my craft beer adventures with you because I love craft beer. If you aren’t into that, I understand if you want to quit following this blog. It’s okay. I’ll share life stories with you. Maybe some of the stories are boring but good grief, this is my blog and I’ll share what I want to share!
So here’s an update I want to share with you because it’s been weighing down on me.
Our beloved pup Kahlua passed away on 4/8/17. To me, she was the best dog ever. I miss her immensely but she was suffering and we had to make the difficult decision to say goodbye to her. It’s one of the worst things I’ve ever dealt with and I cried every day for the prior 2 weeks before it was done and the two weeks after it was done. I haven’t had an intense cry session since Wednesday but I still feel like I’m going to, especially in the evening. That was the time I hung out with my dog the most. It’s weird not having her around. She was with me for 17 years. Ken and I reminisce about not having to pick food scraps and crumbs off the floor – now we do because she was always there to be our little vacuum cleaner but now she isn’t. :(
RIP Kahlua baby.