Year Three.
I’ve done a lot of things in 365 days.
I’ve done even more things in 1,095 days. Wait – scratch that… 1,096 days. #whatisthisleapyearstuff
These things include writing you pathetic poems and becoming extra greedy with a bowl of dip and blue corn tortilla chips and telling you all about it. They include saying the word “like” more times than I can count and probably writing it even more. They include clocking hours behind a computer and in front of a sink… but rarely doing dishes. They include burning cupcakes and catching my oven on fire and cracking eggs directly over the spinning mixer only to be all loosey goosey and drop the shells right into the dough… even though Mother Lovett made me swear I’d always crack them in a bowl first.
These things don’t include further educating myself on adulthood or learning to like any raw vegetable… ever. They don’t include successfully making pie crust at all or even really caring, which totally sucks but is the truth. They don’t include getting over my Lisa Frank trapper keeper obsession or even attempting in the foreseeable future. They don’t include effectively disconnecting for even one day, but that’s alright with me because my invisible internet friends are sort of my best friends.
You gave me courage to make freaking CROISSANTS. I mean… hello best friends! You taught me how to eat brussels sprouts. This is love. You’ve told me it is okay (well, sorta) to watch Dawson’s Creek at the age of OMGalmost30 and to not make my bed and to consider cheese, crackers and wine a balanced dinner and to still be afraid of the dark and need to sleep with 41 blankets so the monsters don’t catch me and constantly reminisce and whine about my tween years so much that it hurts. Like hurts us all.
Words can’t even express how much I seriously adore and appreciate YOU for chatting with me and reading this complete and utter nonsense for three whole years. Words can’t express how much every comment and every eyeball on this site means to me. And even though words can’t express it, I just wrote nearly 400 of them.
What I’m really trying to say is:
I.love.your.guts. Like oh so much. Like so much I can barely stand it. THANK YOU.
239 Comments on “Year Three.”
You’re my hands down favorite Pinterest find and the blog i pull up first when i’m getting my coffee and waking up in the morning. Love your writing and the recipes are quite possibly life changing. Thanks so much for sharing. Also, i feel like invisible internet friends are my favorite friends too ;)
I LOVE YOU every single day too many words to be said to you in this comment box if you want extra extra cheese topped love snuggles email anytime Some days Jess, you save me. And the days you dont have to are because i’m living and believing in what you showed directly or indirectly the day before.. OK you, and the other meaningful saviours of my life non have a blog called howsweeteats. MUCH MUCH LOVE
heres the proper punctuation VODKA BE DAMDED!
I LOVE YOU Every single day.Too many words to be said to you in this comment box… If you want extra extra cheese topped love snuggles email anytime… Some days Jess, you save me. And the days you dont have to are because i’m living and believing in what you showed directly or indirectly the day before.. OK you, and the other meaningful saviours of my life, none of whom have a blog called howsweeteats….MUCH MUCH LOVE
Well done with your thousands of days behind a computer and sink. Your words are inspiring and your cooking more so
Congratulations, thanks for the recipes that you share, I was make some of them, the most recently that I remember is the Beer cheese soup recipe, I made it yesterday and i a very delicious flavor and combination of ingredients,.
Congratulations again, and continue with that good taste and making new combinations of ingredients and recipes
Jess– love, love, like really love the blog. But CRUEL of you not to hyperlink all those gorgeous photos to their original posts. Any chance we could get a list of them so we can do some delicious backtracking? Excelsior!
CONGRATS on 3 years! Keep up the Fantabulous work!!!!!!
Keep it up, you’re fabulous!
Happy belated 3 year bloggiversary!
Happy anniversary!! Thank YOU! :D
I actually typed blogiversary and then when the red squiggly line showed up I changed it without even thinking… adding that one to the dictionary now :D
I don’t comment often, but I read EVERY post and wish that I had a real-life friend like you :D
I don’t love you. But only because it would get awkward when my wife asks me why I love someone else and if things are over and where do we go from here. And silence turns to anger. And sadness becomes fuel for payback.
Oh, and because I love her. But other than that small point, I love you. But more in a friends can share compliments and affection without it getting weird in the morning. And because you make me laugh and your recipes have me craving sweets when I’m walking to the washroom and bumping into things and now I’m awake at 2am and I need something sugary to sneak before she wakes up. Like that. So thanks.
To rip off Colin James and then change his lyrics. It’s been three long years and I love you just the same. Kinda.
Jess,
You have become my absolute favorite blog to read! You are SO REAL, and there is nothing more therapeutic, than a sense of humor!
I think we ALL thank you for hanging in there, for making some delicious food and for always helping us to smile!
N. : )
We love you guts! Without you and your post about quitting your job I wouldn’t have had the courage to quit mine! You make me laugh and wish I lived in Pittsburg and could be a real friend. My husband (“who doesn’t read blogs”) will make dinner and when I walk through the door he says, “Oh I just found this on How Sweet Eats”… he actually will read you- that says something! :)
I mean- we love your* guts… thinking about food has me not writing properly!
So glad I found you!