It all began in 2005, when my son had just been on the Earth a few months and my little sister had just moved to Boston, I started a blog so the two could know one another…or at least so I could share 42 photos a day without the repercussions of clogged in-boxes and/or terminations. Because unlike a lot of the world, I wasn’t working that Fall. I was blessed with a really long maternity leave, I get bored after I sit still longer than 1.7 minutes, and I was losing my mind. It was the perfect storm to start an online weblog. Only I thought blogs were super cheesy. Cheesy, and cheap. I too am a bit of both of these things, so one night while I was drinking wine and watching American Idol or some kind of rubbish, I fired up a free blogging service, thought about the name for approximately 3 seconds and Blog con Queso was born.
That one semi-inebriated act sort of changed my life.
At the time, I was residing in the 4th largest city in the US, living on take-out, and walking everyday to my full-time job (where I served as a Vice President of a advertising/PR/marketing agency) in ridiculously high heels. I still wear the heels, but a lot has changed over the last six years. More accurately, a lot has changed over the last 17 months.
The change came slowly, unexpectedly, and then it took over.
Sometime around 2007, one day at my desk, I had a very clear vision of myself wearing a lemon housedress and cooking something in my great grandmother’s kitchen…in a house where she resided in the 1940s… in a very small town right outside of Austin. Weird. I shook my head, adjusted my overpriced shoes, and got back to work.
Fast forward four years…
I recently moved from the fourth-largest city to a very small town right outside of Austin. Into the house my great grandmother occupied in the 1940s. And I regularly use the kitchen.
It’s a new day. A lot has changed since I started blogging at a site called The Queso. In fact so much has changed, that it’s easier to note things that haven’t…there are about seven. The rest of it, I plan to write about here. Things like…
There’s a lot to cover.
From metropolitan living to Central Texas life. From working outside the downtown rental to working inside the 100-year-old home. Things are looking very different. I live differently, work differently, play differently. And that’s all before 9 a.m. It’s happening. I’m hitting refresh. And I plan to tell you all about it.