. allow me to re-introduce myself .

Hi friends!

If you don’t mind, I’d like to go ahead and just consider us friends right from the get-go because, honestly, introducing myself to strangers always make me feel a bit awkward, and I can never really come up with anything good to say anyway…

Hi, my name is Amanda and I like to run?

Hi, my name is Amanda and I like to eat?

Do I have something stuck in my teeth? Gosh, how embarrassing…

Err… yeah, no. Besides, I already feel like I know so many of you from all the time I’ve spent stalking you as Lurky Lurkerson. Creepy, I know… BUT! over time [I hope] you’ll get to know me better as well, and some of you may even know me already… I used to blog over at a little place called . seek . before I kinda up and vanished one day…

Dun. Dun. Dun.

Erm. Sorry… There were a lot of things that contributed to my decision to stop writing (none of them involving my health), but I was too enamored with the blog world to abandon it completely, so I simply went back to playing the part of Lurky Lurkerson and became a stalker passive reader.

Now, the problem with being a lurker is that the very act of blog reading makes the act of blog writing that much harder to resist. After having to suffer through one too many occasions in which I’d do/see/eat something and think to myself “Omigosh, I can’t wait to tell my fellow bloggies!”, I’ve finally had enough; I’m throwing in the towel on the whole lurker bit and giving blogging another go. Yay!

Why come back with a new blog instead of returning to my old one? Well, because I wanted a clean slate; a brand new space that didn’t feel so heavy and weighed down by the issues of my past.

Yes, I struggled with an eating disorder.

No, I’m not trying to hide it.

Yes, I [more or less] recovered from it.

A lot of things have changed in the nine months that I’ve been gone, and when I read over my old posts, I no longer find myself able to relate to the girl who wrote them. Sure, I can remember her, but it feels like a different lifetime. A different me…

Erm. This is getting a bit heavy for a first date introduction… Sorry.

In any case, here I am again – living, laughing, and loving life. Please say you’ll have me back, and join me for the ride? Look! I’ll even share some cupcakes with you…

Or… at least I would have if they weren’t already gone. In my defense, however, I didn’t actually hoard them both for myself (like I kinda, sorta wanted to do… maybe). Instead, one was given to my lovely momma for Mother’s Day, and we enjoyed them together. I even let her get first dibs! She snatched up the tiramisu (drat it), but was kind enough to let me steal a bit of the frosting. Mothers. are. fantastic.

Okay, so maybe I have no cupcakes to offer… BUT! I do promise to share other tasty eats with you, as well as random daily happenings and the occasional more profound thought on life in general.

I hope to see you around and get to know you all a little bit better.

Question: None; but it would mean the world to me if you took a moment to say hello