I DID IT! I posted every single frickin’ day for 31 days! I don’t know about you, but I can’t wait to get back to regular programming. I’ve got some juicy recipes up my sleeve (not really, that would be sticky and probably unhygienic), and I’m looking forward to maybe adding some more random life stories around here from time to time, if you’re into that sort of thing? Goodness knows I’ve got plenty of retrospectively hilarious shameful early-20s exploits to share for your amusement.
So today’s prompt I’ve known about for a whole month, and do you think I can come up with something? Nope. Oh wait! There’s one.
In Year 9 I had a series of epic crushes, which wasn’t unusual for me. Of course, in my head I’d assume these dirty, smelly, trucker-hat-wearing boys were actually more sophisticated and gorgeous than they really were. So I had a series of epic crushes on pretty much imaginary people that had the physical form of Shaun (not their real name, I can’t remember any of them) from Shop B.
Now, nobody had any crush on me in Year 9, epic or otherwise, so it was a year of unrequited love. Who were these foreign species? Why wouldn’t they talk to me? How could I trap one and make it love me?
One unassuming afternoon, an opportunity presented itself to me. Our science teacher wanted me to make some honeycomb in the Home Ec kitchen, and bring it to the next class. She told me to take a buddy to the kitchen who would help me (I don’t know if that’s just my superior extra-trustworthy girly swot school nerdery that meant I didn’t need supervision around a hot stove and reactive ingredients, or because it was a small town and this was before everyone sued everyone else for their child’s shins getting kicked in soccer (yes, I did have a mum explain to me once she started action against another mum whose child did in fact, in the course of a soccer match, kick her child in the shins BY ACCIDENT) and we were free to have adolescents cook stuff on their own), and I saw my chance. I sidled up to the boy of the moment, and informed him the teacher asked specifically for him to accompany me in honeycomb-making (not a euphemism). He dutifully trotted off with me to the kitchen, where I remember making the honeycomb, we spoke barely three words to each other, and that was that. I couldn’t quite believe my boldness, and I was worried that I’d get found out, and be teased mercilessly that I concocted such an elaborate ruse just to be alone with a boy.
I got away with it. And nothing happened. And I never told anyone. Because who cares? haha even I don’t any more. But there’s a secret I’ve never told anyone until now. Enjoy, internet!
Robyn B | Modern Day Missus says
October 31, 2013 at 10:10 am31 days – that is a hardcore effort! Kudos my friend. I have thoroughly enjoyed being a nosy bitch and reading your posts 🙂
Veggie Mama says
October 31, 2013 at 10:44 amI’ve enjoyed you hanging around!
Lisa Barton-Collins says
October 31, 2013 at 10:37 amBet Shaun from shop B is kicking himself now! Why wasn’t that boy wearing shin pads at soccer? Maybe she should sue the club…
xx
Veggie Mama says
October 31, 2013 at 10:43 amIt was a girl and she WAS wearing shin pads! How getting kicked in the shins isn’t par for the course in football, I’ll never know.
Tina Lacy says
October 31, 2013 at 10:39 amI have really enjoyed the last 31 days 🙂 its been nice “getting to know you” a bit more 🙂 Am looking forward to seeing what new recipes you have up your sleeve!
Veggie Mama says
October 31, 2013 at 10:44 amsooo many ideaaaas!
Reannon Hope says
October 31, 2013 at 10:49 amI have LOVED this month Stacey. It’s been so fun getting to know you & chatting about random stuff. Congrats on posting every single fricking day, that’s a bloody good effort x
Veggie Mama says
October 31, 2013 at 10:54 amI think i might retire now.
Nikki | Styling You says
October 31, 2013 at 11:28 amAwesome writing this month Stace x
Veggie Mama says
November 7, 2013 at 3:06 pmThank you my dear. It was a lot of fun 🙂
Lisa Mckenzie says
October 31, 2013 at 12:25 pmWow it seems so important at the time doesn’t it and then it is like now and you think duh so not important ,you are a trooper for doing this for 31 days it has been interesting and I enjoyed it and yes of course I would like some new recipes and random musings from your life xx
Veggie Mama says
November 7, 2013 at 3:06 pmYou’re the best! xo
MotherDownUnder says
October 31, 2013 at 1:23 pmI have loved this month…but I think you should put your feet up and get another of those scalp massages!
Veggie Mama says
November 7, 2013 at 3:07 pmMy feet are up as we speak!
Lila Wolff says
October 31, 2013 at 2:42 pmYou’re adorable! I’ve loved this month so I hope you’ll keep sharing stuff on a less exhausting-for-you schedule!
Veggie Mama says
November 7, 2013 at 3:07 pmSame! I’ve got so many ideas, just so little time to do them now, haha
Melissa Mathews says
October 31, 2013 at 2:57 pmI have loved this month, thanks for sharing!
Veggie Mama says
November 7, 2013 at 3:07 pmthank you so much! I had a blast x
The Plumbette says
October 31, 2013 at 4:33 pmTotally loved this series! Well done on sticking to it. 🙂
Veggie Mama says
November 7, 2013 at 3:07 pmI still can’t quite believe I did it 🙂
Lisa Oliver says
October 31, 2013 at 9:27 pmI really loved reading these posts lovely! So much fun and loved hearing your stories:-) xx lisa
Veggie Mama says
November 7, 2013 at 3:13 pmThey’re a bit silly, aren’t they?! But a bit of fun 🙂
Sarah@SnippetsandSpirits says
October 31, 2013 at 10:22 pmWell Done Mama, have really enjoyed your wonderful and humorous words. Enjoy the moment of achievement and as you say “Party On”
Veggie Mama says
November 7, 2013 at 3:13 pmPARTY ON INDEED!
Tammy Warner-Wilson says
November 1, 2013 at 1:21 amI’ve loved your posts this month Stace! xo
Veggie Mama says
November 7, 2013 at 3:13 pmYou are cute x
Lizzy Allan says
November 1, 2013 at 9:28 amHahaha! you naughty girl. Well Silly Shaun just missed his chance didn’t he? He’d be kicking himself for it now though!
Veggie Mama says
November 7, 2013 at 3:14 pmI wondered as I was writing this if he was just as nervous and silly as me? Only I was so sure he didn’t like me that I didn’t see it?!