I was tagged by Stomper Dad to participate in #MyFirstPostRevisited. It sounded like fun and it goes along nicely with the Flashback Friday thing I’ve got going on.
Here we come to the rules:
Obvious rules:
- No cheating. (It must be your first post. Not your second post, not one you love…first post only.)
- Link back to the person who tagged you (thank them if you feel like it or, if not, curse them with a plague of ladybugs).
Other rules:
- Copy and paste your old post into a new post or reblog your own bad self. (Either way is fine but NO editing.)
- Put the hashtag #MyFirstPostRevisited in your title.
- Tag five other bloggers to take up this challenge.
- Notify your tags in the comment section of their blog
- Feel free to cut and paste the badge to use in your post.
- Include the rules in your post.
People who should also do this:
An Historian About Town
Charlotte Graham
No Love For Fatties
Hot Mess
Carrots in My Carryon
Without further ado, here’s my first ever Fatty McCupcakes post.
I’m still cringing at my grammatical errors and rambling. The horror.
Everyone has a blog. I know. Almost just as many people have a blog about their journey from fat life to one of self-acceptance (or sadness, because being thin almost always means no more cupcakes). Despite this, I’m beginning a blog about my journey. How cliche. Whether it will be told from the perspective of a fat girl trying to accept her jiggly arms or through the eyes of a 32-year-old woman who has almost no idea what she is doing with her life has not been decided at this point. I’ll write about my fatness. I’ll write about my need to feel accepted in whatever form. I’ll write about my opinions from “fat acceptance” to the state of our crumbling world, both literally and figuratively. I’ll write about my life experiences, both past and present. I’ll write about the joys and pains of educating our future. I’ll just write, funny, thought-provoking, controversial, whatever.
A total aside-every ‘her’ I’ve typed thus far has auto-corrected to ‘Her’. Her wants to be capitalized. I’m not sure if this means anything, but I really, really want it to. Maybe it means I’m an important, inspiring, worthy woman and my blog will actually be read by others? Maybe it will inspire others? Maybe I’ll make you laugh, cry, or even make you eternally grateful you’re not me. Even if this little sign doesn’t mean anything and my blog is a total bomb or a total unknown in a world full of writers trying to find their way via WordPress, I will continue to write. I am writing for me. Writing is therapeutic, calming, exciting, inspiring and it’s something I will do regardless of how many followers or comments I receive. I’m really not writing for the exposure. I’m writing because I physically have to. When you wake up in the middle of the night to write down a thought so you don’t forget it, or when you park your car after just driving home from work and you have no idea what streets you took or how you even got home because you were mentally writing your next Facebook post or Yelp review, it’s time to start writing a blog again. For the safety of all people on the road, for my sanity, I’m writing again.
Thanks to Facebook and our over-sharing generation most of my readers (I’m already assuming I’ll have readers) know who I am. I’m not yet decided on whether who I am on Facebook or who I am at work or with friends is really who I am. Maybe I’ll find out someday.
Obviously, my name gives it away, I’m a voluptuous cupcake-lover (that’s being kind. I’m fat and I inhale Mix cupcakes in my closet and then I burn the evidence). I’m anal retentive. I’m funnier on paper. In person, I’m likely suffering from Aspergers. I hold on to everything (no, not in a hoarder way, more in an OCD-way). I beat a dead horse. I’m a germaphobe and I guess the secrets out? How did everyone know? I hate being looked at, but I usually feel ignored. I live in the past far too much. I have massive wanderlust, but I’m terrifed of the dangers and uncomfortable aspects of travel. I’m petrified of death, that death is just darkness. I collect Bath & Body Works products, but I hate materialism and have considered living more simply (it’ll never happen…). I notice and remember people, feelings, memories and details fair too perfectly. I’m either an excellent candidate for the Scotland Yard or I’m a creeper. I have only started discovering who I am. Haven’t we all just begun?
I’ve already lost most of you. I’m rambling at this point. I will stop for now. One tiny hint before I go: reading my words outloud might come easier, as I write how I think- a jumbled, mess of thoughts, feelings, desires and fears all wrapped up in a pretty pink bow, because I’m also a neat freak. Welcome to my world.
Same here dear…crazy for cupcakes and a neat freak
Yes!! The best kind of people 😜
Hey have nominated you
https://sanchali07wanderer.wordpress.com/2017/03/10/the-blue-sky-tag/
Awesome!! Thank you!
LOVED THIS!
Thank you, friend!!!
I absolutely loved this and I kinda feel like maybe we are the same person. LOL! Your capital Her was psychic. You are read, at least you should be. You’re a great writer. I’m so glad you decided to start this.
Thank you so much. That means a lot to me, it truly does!
Oh what an awesome first post! Thanks for the mention, I will get on it! *salutes and runs off to be productive*
Thanks, friend! And, you’re welcome!!
Delicious! (Oh, the irony.) I’m delighted to have found your funny poignant blog. 🙂
LOL! Delicious! I’m glad you found it too! Thank you!
hahahaha you’re so funny. Love your downward dog!!
HAHAHAHA! Right?! It’s so expert 😂😂😂😱
I can do a mean one. I look like a cow giving birth lol
BUAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! OMG. I’m dying. That’s hilarious!!! 😂😂
🙂
We can’t all look like the girls in the videos lol
So very true!! I look like I ate the girl in the video 😂😂😂😂
I look like her fat cousin, trying to look good in leggings.
Man, we would make a pair 😂😂😂😂😂
We would!!
😂😜
Love this! You are such a great writer. I haven’t been reading your blog long (because I’m new to blogging, not because I don’t like it) but it seems like you’ve come a long way!
Aww! Thank you so much!! I’ve definitely found my voice along the way 😊☺️
I. Freaking. LOVE. This. Girl, your first post is so you, so perfectly you. One of the (many) things I adore about you is your unique voice. You have a rare skill of being able to make me laugh and cut me to my core in a matter of sentences. I love it.
And you are totally setting the bar WAY high for when I do this challenge, haha!!! Thanks a lot — a plague of ladybugs upon your house! 😛
I jest. I am honored! Just bear in mind that my first post is probably a steaming turd compared to your inaugural writing.
I LOVE your writing!! I can’t wait to see what your first post was!! And, what you said about making you laugh and cutting you to the core really means a lot. It’s what I try to do with my writing. Thank you so much!! I can’t take credit for the ladybug part, though. It was the copy and paste part of the challenge 😬😬
I love this post! I only starting following you recently so had never seen this one. This is so you! Cute adorable funny you!
Aww thanks, lady!! I’ve come a long way since then and written many things. Every Friday I’ll post things I’ve written from the early stages of my blog ☺️👍
“I hate being looked at, but I usually feel ignored.”
That line struck a chord with me; you definitely preached to the choir there. And for the record, you definitely make me laugh. Like I said, I can’t read your entries in public. Even this entry made me laugh, especially when you spoke of burning the evidence of your cupcake eating. I thought my blog would bomb too, but I continued doing it because I had been blogging well before I joined wordpress… and I discovered how much I missed it. Sometimes having the community around is a lovely thing.
I, too, think I’m much funnier in print than in person. Then again, it depends on whom you ask. I think you would be just as funny in person.
Hey, friend!! It’s nice to know you relate! I agree that the blogging community is amazing, and even if I didn’t have that, or readers, I’d still write! Thank you for making my day 😘☺️
I’m glad that I could make your day. I hope to meet you and some of the other bloggers one day; the community is so accepting of one another. I would still be writing too. In fact, I still write in a diary.
Are you the U.S.? I know that there is a big blogger meet up in the U.K. We should start one here!!
Yes, I live in the US. The Northeast specifically.
We should totally figure out a meet up for all the amazing bloggers!
Thank you for the shout out! I was honestly confused on what was happening here when I saw the ping back. Ha!!! I will work on this tomorrow. You rock!!!
LOL!!! 😜
Loved every word, love your honesty! So glad someone else out there understands “the need to write”. Always look forward to your posts!
Thank you, friend! I really appreciate that!! ☺️
Oh, man…my first post is kind of depressing. LOL But thanks for the shoutout!
Awww! I saw you published your “MyFirstPostRevisited!! I’ll check it out!
“NO editing”
I saw these words, had a small stroke, and had to stop reading.
Now, I’m editing old posts.
YOU’RE.KILLING.ME. 😂😭😭😭😭😭