Aiming Low Non-Con, For bloggers AND bakers.

AnotherIMG_2599 conference under my belt, and I’m still a blogging slack ass. I keep thinking if I go to these conference, I’ll get motivated to work on my business blog. Because this “flog” (fake blog) just don’t count for shit.

People ask me ALL OF THE TIME: “why do you go to those things, you aren’t a writer.” No, assholes. I’m not. I don’t pretend to be either.

I enjoy being around writers or creative people in general. But because I am not a writer, I get uninspired and discouraged easily. It’s not like I want to BE a writer, I just wanted to tell funny stories and do weird shit. Or do weird shit and tell funny stories about it. I have good ideas for my business and want to connect the two. I enjoy getting advice from people in a field I’m not familiar with, but they are.

Some days I don’t have time to take a shower let alone read a bunch of blogs. I am much better keeping up with a scrolling twitter feed, and watching “stories” or conversation in 140 characters. Once in a while, a link pops up in my feed and I HAVE to stop, click, and read.

But there was one person that inspired me to even START a blog, just as an online journal for myself. Ree Drummond. I didn’t know her name 6 years ago, but I sure as hell knew I found her by googling a recipe I think. I was pregnant, puking but always hungry. It was early 2006 maybe. When I first started reading her blog, it was simple, easy, filled with pictures and great recipes. And then she BLEW UP. All around the internet you saw stay at home moms, and former business women turned “inspiring online journal writers”, and “want-to-be-but-cant-make-it-with-a-publisher” dabblers getting a shit ton of attention for “blogging.”

Then Ree had a cookbook, and another book, and finally a tv show. If there was ever a “blogger” that could inspire business success for me? It’s her. I felt lucky to be sitting in an intimate group of people (considering the sheer size of Aiming Low to the monster anxiety filled Blogher GAH- kill me!) listening to her story. To me, she is absolutely inspiring.

At Aiming Low I was able to meet new people, and spend “quality” time and drinks with (mostly) ladies I met at Blogher and TypeACon. We had a blast, because that’s what Tricia and I do.


Unlucky people go to work conferences and sleep with their eyeballs open and consider conferences a drag. But this group of bloggers and bakers, well we happen to have super powers.




October Traditions.

Sometimes pictures are just the easy way out. Every October we do the following-

We head out to Windy Hill Farm for hard cider, cider slushies, donuts and this year we can add “bee stings” to the list. Luckily it was me not a kid.

Black’s Farm (their website is all crazy right not) but it’s on Black Highway in York- corn mazes, pumpkins and all of that jazz….

And on the way home, pumpkin pie ice cream at PWs.

Now for the part where I suck.

I’m not a little, I’m a lot obsessed with anything gross and gory. Top 3 fall shows? Dexter, American Horror Story, and The Walking Dead. Pretty typical I guess. Except my 6 year old has always suffered from night terrors. REALLY bad ones.

Thank God for DVR and an 8pm bedtime.



Code for crazyteresa4 people who are so addicted to Bravo that they understand what I just wrote.

After our trip to Blogher, we met the amazing and fabulous Tracy Beckerman who works for someone and knows people and is all up in Lifetime Television’s Business in a “fabulous” way. (pun, get it, housewives fans?) So Lifetime Tv’s “The Balancing Act” came to Charlotte on their road tour for our Charlotte Southern Women’s Show. A handful of bloggers got to go behind the scenes for all sorts of cool shit they would write about, and then there was me.

I bribe people with cake.

If I sift back through old posts HERE, I can find weird crap I wrote about the Real Housewives. Because 4 years ago I had nothing better to do than critique whacknuts on a reality tv show. (Today I post it to twitter in under 140 characters). But when Tricia and I found out Teresa Guidice was going to be there, we were IN it.

I’ve posted before, Tricia is obsessed with Barbie cakes, for her birthday a few years ago I got fancy and made THIS. And last year I made THIS. So why would we not make one for Teresa? She is smiling in that picture, but she totally thought we were mocking her.

And no, it wasn’t to mock her. But we did get drunk while making it.


Truth be told she was extremely nice in person, even if her reputation as a table flipping psychopath precedes her.



I could postcharleston13 a profession of my undying love for
Charleston on a daily basis because I’m Charleston’s biggest fan.

When my son told me he was going to attend college there, my heart was happy.

I want to live there.

I want to grow old there.

But that’s not how things work, for now I will just visit my kid at college and admire. Every time my son tells me he might transfer and come back to Charlotte, it’s depressing. He has no idea how lucky he is, and the opportunity he’s been given because his teen parents busted their asses to make his life what it is thus far. But as he continually informs me, “it’s not your decision, it’s mine.” And it’s true.

So for now I will sit, sulk, and deal with it while hoping my 13 yr old decides to go there next….

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The Indigo Inn. This is where I always stay, and not just because of the free 2 hour “happy hour” with wine and food. Although it’s kind of awesome.


Nothing makes me happier than looking at water. When I die, my family has been informed to burn me up and chuck me in. True story. While Isle of Palms is more “high end”, Folly Beach is more “homey.”

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It doesn’t matter where in Charleston you photograph, it’s beautiful.

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But my favorite is always the Bridge.


If you think I’m exaggerating, I could probably make a coffee table book off the crazy amount of bridge pictures I take wherever I go. I could be deemed The “cooper river bridge stalker”

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All SC roads should end in Charleston.




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