Life In Mason Jars

Oh, hi blog. I forgot about you.

A lot of people still visit you. I can tell by my nifty Google analytics. I’m sure most of you are coming from here. And some of you are coming from here. So, I am going to do my best to not disappoint you all and actually post in this space. In fact, it’s one of my New Year’s resolutions. Before you start rolling your eyes at me, let me confess, I make New Year’s resolutions every. single. year. Those that know me are often surprised by this fact since I am the largest cynic and I tend to make fun of those that pledge allegiance to things like a new year. But, every year, I stay up late with a bottle of wine and I think about what it is that I want to do in the next 12 months.

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I won’t bore you with a list of my actual resolutions, but I will tell you that the theme to my list is to be better. To act more my age when it comes to responsibility. To realize that I live alone and if there are dishes piled up in the sink, that I left them there and there is nobody else to blame (tough pill to swallow, most days). And to be honest with myself.

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Hi, my name is Kirsten and I am addicted to dieting. I would say that I’m addicted to food - but I don’t really think a food addiction is a bad thing. Wait, let me back up, I’m a publicist for restaurants and chefs. I write for a food blog. I spend at least 40 hours per week thinking about food. Dedicating myself to food trends and restaurants and chefs and everything food related. Being addicted to food is my job. Literally. I also refuse to be the cliche that wants to lose weight as a New Year’s resolution. Refuse. It’s bad enough that I make New Year’s resolutions. I will say that there hasn’t been a diet that I haven’t tried. I will say that I treat myself like I am well over 200 pounds, even though that has never been the case. I will say that I have a case of body dysmorphia. I will say that I have an issue with yo-yo dieting. I will say that this as been a problem for me from a size 2 to a size 10. I will say that it’s a big problem.

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One of the things that I have started to recognize is how I feel when I take care of myself. How good I feel when I use food for nourishment and healing instead of punishment.

So, really my resolution when it comes to weight and food is just to find Hippocrates. There will be space for that here. As much as I didn’t (and don’t) want to turn this into a diet blog or a ‘healthy living’ blog or a weight loss blog, there will be space for my foodieness here, for better or for worse. Plus, it will give me a chance to wax poetic about my love of dinner parties. And plate passing (to the left, please).

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Food is one of the most personal things to me. It’s my passion that I keep hidden. I mean, it’s cute if somebody like Giada De Laurentiis is gushing over her love of food - but it’s not as attractive of somebody with curves (and not just huge tits) is bragging about buying six pounds worth of pork belly. Might be my perception, but perception is often reality. Because of this, I keep my food raving to myself or within the confines of my office. But, I want to scream and yell and rant and rave about food.

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More than anything, I want to show the world (tumblr and otherwise) that by eating normal portions of normal food (aka whatever you want that is actually real. Real food being the absolute key), you can be at an ideal weight. You can be healthy if you like bacon and chocolate and French fries. You can drink cocktails. You can be the best version of your food loving self.

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I’m willing to be the guinea pig of this ‘eat whatever you like and still lose some weight in the process’ experiment. And for once, I’m willing to make this a public, honest, real, non-fad, non-yo-yo journey.