Who is Cakey?

[the story behind the name]

One of my coworkers recently said, “Abby, whenever I think about your childhood . . . I sort of picture Little House on the Prairie.”

In one sense, that says it all:  I am definitely an old-fashioned girl. . . but in other ways, it’s way off!

Yes, I bake, I could sew my own clothes if inclined, I love to cook, and I wear a petticoat semi-regularly under dresses. And sure, I would rather read a good book  than watch Gossip Girl or Orange is the New Black. I will confess that my comfort food does usually involve busting out my sister-in-law’s tried and true chocolate chip cookie recipe, and I am aware that my obsession with yard-saling puts me into a consumer category co-inhabited only by tummy-pack-toters who probably learned how to bargain shop and “DIY” out of necessity during the Great Depression. I’ll even admit that I’ve churned my own butter once (or twice) and have owned several bonnets in my lifetime (though I haven’t worn one recently,  just in case you were concerned). . . but Little House on the Prairie?

That might be taking it just a little too far. Never once have I been in a real covered wagon and I would have to google prairie dogs to remember exactly what they look like.

Frankly, if we’re talking about the TV-show Laura, I’m a little affronted. Our mothers had weird affinities for collared dresses, floral prints and braids. . . but, let’s face it, she was awkward.

Maybe this picture actually proves my coworker’s point instead of refuting it, but just look at her face. Anyhow, all this begs the question: Who am I, if I am not Laura Ingalls reincarnate?

I am a lover of life’s details who can usually be found throwing myself into new opportunities and projects! Whenever I am not immersed in teaching French (or vocal technique) to high school students or slaving away my evenings and weekends as a graduate student, I love tackling projects that tickle my fancy, hoarding costumes for the “someday” when I own a dress-up tea-house for grown-ups, baking scrumptious things, and hosting ridiculous (usually-themed) parties! Maybe I am old-fashioned; the true product of a Jane-Austen-Obsessed Mother and a My-Side-of-the-Mountain-Style Father, but at the practically-antique age of twenty-something, I manage to keep up with the times . . .  I keep my 1920’s edition of DuMaurier’s Rebecca and my Kindle on the same shelf.

One last thought . . . in the interest of full transparency with this Cakey blog, there’s one last tidbit you should know: I overuse the ellipsis . . . obsessively. Embarrassingly enough as this is to admit, it just seems to be the punctuation that best captures my stream of thought as it flits off of one subject and towards the next!

4 thoughts on “Who is Cakey?

  1. I found you through a Pinterest pin … and after a quick perusal of your blog I have to say … there is nothing wrong with ellipses … or using the correct word for something so out-of-date no one knows what you are talking about anyway … that just makes it more fun!

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