Take Two, etc.

Adventures in sugar, flour and life

It’s all in a name

Welcome to Take Two! I’m not very good at blogging and I am trying my best to buckle down and make this happen. Here goes post #1!

One of the reasons that I had never actually started a blog was because I didn’t know what to call it. It’s almost as important as naming a child. If this thing works, I am stuck with this name for eternity. So, maybe that’s a bit of an exaggeration however I wouldn’t want to take off with one name then change it and confuse people so in a roundabout way, I would be, in fact, stuck with the name.

So why Take Two, Etc.?  I’m so glad you asked! There are actually a couple of reasons. What’s the first thing that pops into your mind when someone says take two? Ready go!!… In the people who I polled, I got the response of take two cookies and from an acting perspective, try again. BOTH are correct. No, I’m not an actress, sometimes dramatic but I would never cut it in the acting world. For me, Take Two is my second chance at a career but also, I have adapted a healthier lifestyle and believe in portion control. Unless requested, I make manageable sized ‘goods’ so that if you wanted two- you could with a good conscience. How great is that?! The Etc. comes into play because I don’t know what to classify this as. I would say desserts but I want to bake more breads. I would say bakery but then what happens to the candy buffets and the other miscellaneous services that I offer? So I went with the all-encompassing etc…

Take one would be what I had set my sights on since high school. I was going to be a child psychologist or counselor. I wanted to help form the youth of tomorrow and teach them how to cope with life trials and tribulations. I have fared some storms in my 28 years and feel that I could help others cope in the ways that I have. I would still LOVE to get my masters and make that happen but I got shot down twice in one year and decided that my stress level needed to come down before I attempted again. The biggest blow was that neither rejection was because of me, so I will never know if I am qualified unless I try again. (Side note: Once was because a letter of recommendation didn’t make it in and the second time the applicant pool was too small).

I DO believe that everything happens for a reason and as I got my second rejection letter, the rest of my life was crumbling. My workplace of 9.5 years was closing (leaving me jobless), I was prepared to face what I had convinced myself was cancer, there was a HUGE rift in part of my family and to top it off I wasn’t going to grad school. I got the letter and went for a walk to cry. I am pretty good at masking my feelings but it was just one of those times where that was impossible. I called one of my best friends, who at the time was the only one who knew of my health scare, and just let go. It’s nice to know that you have friends who you can do that with.

With impending doom in my life, I needed something that would let me decompress for a little while. I had always received praise for my cute cookies that I took to family events and they typically disappeared before appetizers were finished. That must be a good sign, right? (I have now gotten to the point that I hide them until the meal is finished so that everyone gets an equal crack at ‘em). So, I started baking. The praise that I have received from family and friends is something I never could have imagined. I have customers that I don’t even know and they keep coming back! I have such a great support system in my life that I decided to thank them all I should put 250% effort into my “business” and make this happen.

Thanks for stopping by! Hope to see you again real soon!

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