As I stare down another ghastly all-day meeting tomorrow that I have absolute assurance is going to leave me a sweaty, gibbering mess, the slides for which I still need to run through (at 9pm…), having spent roughly 6 hours in the car today travelling to and from a site visit, I sometimes question my choice of hobby. How sensible is it to be trying to write posts late at night, with a brain like porridge, using photos I took just before I left the house this morning when the sun wasn’t even properly up yet?
And then I think about the parcel I got in the post from Jen. I found Jen’s blog through the Great Pumpkin Swap hosted by Kristin and Becky last year, when we were swap partners. We got to know each other fairly well over email, she sent me a gorgeous package, and we’ve been reading each other’s blogs and generally following each other’s lives ever since. I was delighted when she welcomed her beautiful girl Emersyn a couple of months ago, and I wanted to send her something to mark Emmy’s safe arrival. So I was really happy to be paired with Jen again this year. I felt like I knew her well enough to send her something she’d really like this time around, plus that gift for Emersyn, and honestly any chance to send people things in the post is such a win for me. I know, I’m weird.
And of course I was happy that I could be brutally honest with Jen and beg her to satisfy my candy corn cravings. Of course she delivered in style with not one but two bags of candy corn in my parcel.
May I draw your attention to those lovely squashes in the background of that photo. WE GREW THEM! No, really. S and I are the proudest squash parents you’ll ever meet. Probably don’t come round any time before we make these into soup because we will show them to you, and we will expect you to be impressed.
Unfortunately, one bag of candy corn was unavailable to be photographed by the time I took this photo. I’m sure it went to a very good home.
Jen also sent me a super cool mug with a subtly autumnal pattern that I shall very much enjoy having giant mugs of hot chocolate in, a Chinchilly nail polish from Essie (such a cool shade), and some cookie cutters. I do enjoy a good bake so these will get very good use.
Did I mention the candy corn?
Because really, it’s not just the candy corn enablement that makes me love blogging. It’s the genuine friendship I’ve formed with someone who I’d never have otherwise met. And then I think about all the other lovely bloggers who’ve reached out and invited me to things, included me in their trust tree, and I’m quite touched. There are those who have treated me to tea and cake on the other side of the world, those who share my dietary needs and love of a good rant, and those who know Secrets. Last week, I found out that someone who I’ve enjoyed interacting with here on the blog and on social media and who’s been most kind and supportive of my feeble efforts is actually an IRL colleague and friend of my sister. None of us had the slightest idea, and none of us can quite get our heads around it.
I’m consistently amazed by these coincidences that just keep popping up in both big ways and small, and that’s why I love blogging. No, I’m not here for the freebies – that’s just not me. I’m here for people; I’m here for you. Sorry to be so cliche about it but if you’re reading this, whether you’ve reached out or not, thank you.