Wednesday, July 13, 2011

So, uh...

I've been struggling with this post because I knew I would want to write this:

Sorry about the hiatus. I've been getting treatment for depression.

This is a happy blog, with cupcakes in the title, so I won't go into too many icky details. Suffice it to say that this is a real condition, and it blows. I was drowning inside. I slowly stopped functioning. I didn't recognize my own face in the mirror. Horrible, poisonous words spewed out of my mouth. I hurt people I loved and pushed everyone else away. I really mean this…if you need help, get it.

Whew, that's out of the way.

Fast forward to July. Things are looking up. As a matter of fact, they're pretty freakin' sweet.

Life-Sweetness Exhibit A: The progression of my bathroom mirror photos... (I kind of have a thing, all right? Bite me.)

...from this: (I was smiling in both of these, I swear, no joke.)

...to this:

(*Cool points if you can name the movie reference on my t-shirt.)
...and occasionally this:

Life-Sweetness Exhibit B: I can run 2.5 miles without stopping. So what if I get passed by hunched-over old men and ladies pushing strollers of triplets? I look really cute. Observe:

(*Cool points if you can name the TV show reference on my t-shirt.)

Hmmmm.

I did go and buy myself my first pair of for-serious running shoes. They's my magic shews. Pretty much pillows stuffed with muffins and puppies, wrapped in rainbows.
I had the perfect excuse to spend the bucks on them after I ruined my last pair...
(*Cool points for me for wearing a t-shirt that says, "Life is such a beach.")
Just try not to be impressed. Try.

Life-Sweetness Exhibit C: This one is bittersweet. Bwahahaha! Fuck that, Ramona is gone. I bought myself a new ride. I am the proud new mom of this hot little number...

Not only does she have working brakes and a floor that I can't see the road through...she has a moonroof! And...music!!! Sigh...I love her.

So I suppose I'll need to rename the blog at some point. Being a bit of a free spirit, I figured I'd let my new car pick her own name when she's ready. If she picks Malibu Barbie or Chocolate Chip or Rainbow, I'll just have to live with it.

6 comments:

You're Lucky I Don't Have a Gun... said...

yaaaaay!! i'm so glad you're back! serious, dawg, i'm not even hamming it up or anything.

i'm glad to hear that life is looking up for you. you look great and you have a new car. that's all that really matters in life, right? that, and Uncrustables.

allison said...

TILTE! glad i'm back too! i need to catch up on your food adventures and poop issues.

Grant said...

Leave out the poop issues for me, but glad to see you back and posting again. Is that a pic of you doing one of those adventure races, like Tough Mudder or Spartan Race? I do them every year and the last one I did gave me poison ivy for three weeks. I didn't feel so tough.

allison said...

Adventure race? That was just on my way to work one morning.

Anonymous said...

Eternal sunshine of the Spotless Mind and It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia.

allison said...

Ding ding ding!

Infinity cool points to Anonymous.