It’s been three years—nearly to the day—since my last blog entry. Wow. In that time, I’ve moved across the country…and back again. I’ve changed jobs…twice. I’ve gotten engaged, married, and had a one-year anniversary. Perhaps I’ve used these as excuses. They shouldn’t be…nothing should be. I’ve realized recently that excuses serve absolutely no purpose. They only put obstacles in the way of the end goal—be it a project, a deadline, or a dream. I just came across something I had written years ago—a sort of introduction to or inspiration for stirred:
In a way, the urban dweller must be creative with entertaining—much more creative than a homeowner in a 4-bedroom home with a dining room table, 12 sets of china, and ample street parking. As urban dwellers on both coasts, at different stages in our lives, my friends and I have entertained without a formal table, backyard, place settings, or even, in some distressed years of our lives, a dishwasher. But that didn’t stop us. We entertained—sometimes dinners for 4, sometimes cocktail parties for 40 in apartments that really couldn’t safely hold 14. But real life doesn’t wait for perfectly matched flatware. Life, friends, and family entertain on the floor, on the roof, around a coffee table, or in public parks.
My inspiration with stirred was the idea that anyone could enjoy inspired entertaining—that excuses such as lack of space, time, or kitchen accessories didn’t have to stand in the way. So, today, I’m challenging myself—and putting it out for the world to see—to stop making excuses. To embody the unabashed heart of stirred and to make this site what it was meant to be.
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