Saying goodbye is never easy.

Well, the time has come. Sunday I fly out of here, and say goodbye to home for 6 months.

Today was my last day working at Ray White Grange. Over four years ago I began this position as a nervous 20 year old in my first job outside of the world of fast food. It has had it’s ups and downs, but as a whole it’s mainly been ups.

While I’m not cut out for the real estate industry, I had the luck to find a real estate office with the most generous and kind bosses. Despite all the bad things that people say about real estate agents, I have met some of the most wonderful people. It really has been my home away from home.

Out with the old (me!) and in with the new (my ‘apprentice’ all ‘grown up’!) 

When I began taking an interest in cake decorating my bosses were always happy for me to take a few hours off work to attend a short class, or a couple of days, or even a couple of weeks! As long as I brought them back some cake to eat of course!

Over six months ago I told them that I would be applying for college, and if I were accepted I would be leaving. Not once did that make me feel guilty for my decision. They have never been anything but supportive of my dreams, even though they knew it meant having to hire a replacement.

To be completely honest, for most part they have acted like second parents to me and that is why it breaks my heart to leave them.

Today was a very strange day full of mixed emotions. Saying goodbye to a workplace that has been the biggest part of my life for the past 4 years, and saying goodbye to friends who I’ve probably spent more time with than I have my family is extremely difficult. At the same time, I was completely spoiled and made feel so special which turned it into a happy occasion.

The hilarious & unique card the team made for me – sorry some people got cut out! 

Part of me still feels like I’ll be back at work on Monday. I’m not sure how long it will take before it sinks in. All I can say is thank you to those at Ray White Grange who have made the past 4 years so special.

Now I must focus on bigger and better things! Adventures ahoy!

The Liebster Blog Award

So apparently there’s a new version of chain mail for blogs. It’s called the Liebster Award!

I was nominated for this award by the lovely Jaime from Hard Crimson and I had no idea what it was. I did some research, but came to inconclusive results. Basically, you get nominated, you answer 11 questions, post 11 facts about yourself, and tag some new nominees and write 11 questions for them to answer.

Simple. Normally I don’t buy into these chain mail type things – reminds me of those texts or emails you used to get saying ‘if you don’t send this to 10 friends you will get pickles in your burger next time you ask for no pickles’ or something equally as horrible.

Alas, here I am answering some silly questions because… well, I feel like I’m back on myspace in the early 2000’s answering those silly quizzes that were so popular! Ahh, nostalgia!

Here are Jaime’s Questions 

1. What’s something you’ve always wanted to do, but have been afraid to do?
I’ve always wanted to make macarons but I’ve been way too scared to try them after hearing how difficult they are to master, so I’m learning how to make them in Canada! I will be a macaron ‘pro’ by the end of this year, I promise! Fear no more!

 2. What’s your go-to statement piece?
Bandanas for casual outfits, most definitely. Especially good for bad hair days, and for keeping your hair in place while dancing or baking! Also, this custom necklace by Lucy Luxxe for less casual situations.

Custom necklace by Lucy Luxxe, original resin designs.

3. How many languages can you speak, and what are they?
Just one, unfortunately. Languages have always been something that’s never really stuck with me.

4. What song are you playing on repeat right now?
It’s good to be alive by Imelda May. Watch the video clip – it’s so cute!

5. Do you listen to vinyl/own a record player? Why or why not?
I have a number of records and love to listen to them, however I do not own a record player simply because I haven’t been able to afford one. It’s very disappointing but I hope to have a wonderful record collection one day!

6. What’s the best present you’ve ever received?
The best present I’ve ever received was for my 12th birthday when after years and years of begging, my parents finally surprised me with a pet bunny!

7. Do you have any unexpected or random talents?
I wasn’t really sure how to answer this question so I checked with my best friend and he said “You’re good at packing tents back in their bags at 4am”. So I guess there’s that!

8. Do you have any tattoos or piercings? 
I’m rather boring and only have my ears pierced. I am notoriously indecisive and cannot bare the thought of something permanently being on my skin!

9. If you could live in the universe of any movie or book, which one would you choose?
I’ve thought about this a lot and sadly keep coming back to my favourite movie of all time, Grease. It’s super dooper lame and cliche, but if I could permanently live between the ‘born to hand-jive’ scene and the scenes in the diner, I would be forever happy.

10. Share a favorite quote.
“I hope you live a life you’re proud of. If you find that you’re not, I hope you have the strength to start all over again.”

 This quote continually gives me the strength to make changes in my life to get to where I want to be.

11. Why did you start blogging?
I started blogging because I knew I would be soon heading on an adventure of a lifetime and wanted a place to record my adventures, and share them with those who have supported my journey so far. I hope to inspire others to chase their own dreams.

11 facts about me

  1. I am rather addicted to instagram
  2. I hate hot drinks. I like to pretend to be “cool”, writing in coffee shops, but the whole illusion is ruined because I’m usually nursing an apple juice instead of a latte. 
  3. Disneyland is my most favourite place in the whole wide world.
  4. I’ve been subscribed to online cake decorating classes with some big named cake decorators for over a year. I am yet to watch a single tutorial.
  5. I am extremely clumsy. I am generally covered in bruises from walking into walls, tables, door frames. I have cut myself in basically every cake decorating class I’ve attended. 
  6. Speaking of cake decorating classes, I am notoriously extremely far behind in every class I do. Strangely, I am then usually one of the first to finish. I am still unsure at which point I catch up.
  7. I have a slight case of low blood pressure and cannot function without a lot of salt in my diet.
  8. I am scared of the ocean, and sort of water in general. Don’t try to get me on a boat.
  9. I can dance like a crazy person all night long to 60’s music, but only 60’s music. 
  10. I nearly always carry a pen with me no matter where I’m going. 
  11. I have a fur baby named Lexi who is the naughtiest Samoyed in the world, but I love her to pieces anyway.
My fur baby – Lexi the Samoyed!

My questions for the new nominees

  1. What are your top 3 favourite blogs?
  2. What is your favourite item of clothing in your wardrobe?
  3. Think back to a moment when you were completely happy. Describe it.
  4. What’s the best present you’ve ever received?
  5. Do you or have you ever played a musical instrument? If so, what is it? If not, what would you like to play?
  6. Are you a morning or night person?
  7. What is one of your pet peeves?
  8. If you could have one dream come true, what would it be?
  9. What makes you laugh out loud?
  10. If you could live anywhere in the world, where would it be?
  11. What is something you could do every day for the rest of your life?

And my nominees are…

  1. Kathryn from Hello Kathryn
  2. Liddie from Pink Sugar Cookies
  3. Jessica from Love, Jessica Anne
And that’s a wrap!

Sugar Push Celebrates 1 Year (and goodbye!)

Today is the official 1 year anniversary of Sugar Push being an official business. Wowww!

What a year it’s been! When I began cake decorating, I was putting all of my income into my hobby and it just became too expensive to justify ‘practice cakes’. What a bummer!

I went through the process of organising council registration, an ABN, insurance, etc. so that I could continue to practice my skills and learn new ones, and hopefully at the same time make a tiny amount of profit to go towards my savings for College. I am so thankful to every single person who has ordered a cake, or cupcakes from me during the past 12 months. Without each and every single one of you, I would not be about to head on this once in a lifetime opportunity. I don’t think I’ll ever be able to put into words just how much your trust means to me. You all trusted me to create something beautiful for your special occasion – despite my lack of experience! Thank you. I hope I lived up to your expectations.

Due to my other full time work commitments, I was not able to take on as many orders as I would have liked. Each and every order has been a memorable one though, and I am so proud of what I achieved during my first year.

This weekend we celebrated the year with a casual get together at the Ed Castle Hotel in Adelaide. It was the most wonderful afternoon full of great friends, family and delicious cupcakes!

Here’s a bit of a snap shot of the day.

A huge thank you to everyone who helped out on the day or stopped by for a cupcake.

Thank you to my parents who put up with me hogging the kitchen, and my bad moods when I’m stressed over a cake.
Thank you to my friends who have stood by me despite me always being too busy to see them.
Thank you to every single person who has ordered a cake, or at least enquired or asked for a quote.
Thank you to every single person who has liked the Sugar Push Facebook, or followed me on Instagram.
Thank you to you, whoever you are that is reading this.

Without all of you, I wouldn’t be able to achieve the things I have, or the things I will in the future. Your support, whether big or small, has all impacted on me greatly.

Finally, this shin-dig was not just to celebrate 12 months of Sugar Push. It was also to say goodbye to me! It was so wonderful to see so many people before I leave Australia. It was honestly the best afternoon and I am feeling just so chuffed to have so much support behind me. Even if you just came for the free cake – hehe!

Thank you, thank you, thank you!

Now I’ll stop being all mushy and get back to packing. Less than two weeks until I’m out of here! Yikes!

The Fear.

Yes, I just stole a title from a Lily Allen song. Nope, I don’t care.

I have been planning to attend Bonnie Gordon College for well over a year now. I have saved every spare dollar, worked 5 days a week in my day job, on top of nearly 7 days a week on cakes most of the time, and said goodbye to my social life so that this could be achieved. I wanted it more than anything. I’ve been looking forward to this for so long, I was feeling nothing but excitement.

Then someone said to me, “You’re going on your own? Wow… that’s brave!’.

Brave? Really? This thought never occurred to me. I brushed it aside.

Then someone said to me, “I wouldn’t be able to do what you’re doing. It’s way too scary.’

Scary? What? I just didn’t understand.

Maybe it’s a generational thing. If I looked up people I went to high school with I’m sure I’d find a number of them are now living overseas. Over twelve months ago my best friend packed a suitcase and moved 8000 miles away for his career. For me, this seems normal.

However, now that these thoughts have been put in my head I’ve been dwelling on it. I’m not sure if scared is the right word to describe how I’m feeling. There’s definitely something there, maybe a feeling somewhere between unsure and concerned.

I’m not letting this unknown feeling ruin my excitement, but there is still the fact that I’ll be alone. For four months. In a new country. Alone. So very alone.

That’s a lot of flying!

YIKES!

There’s one thing I must remember though. My mum once said something to me about trying new things if you want new results. I can’t remember her exact words but I think Thomas Jefferson worded it quite well when he said If you want something youve never had, you must be willing to do something you’ve never done.”. At least, I think it was Thomas Jefferson. I’m really bad at remembering who says things. Heck, it could be a line from The Simpsons for all I know!

Either way, no matter who said it, I like to live with this thought in mind. So far it has treated me very well, and has been entirely accurate. Trying new things, and living outside your comfort zone is the only way to change and grow as a person. 

No matter how unsure I am, this trip will be worth it. It’s a once in a lifetime opportunity that I have worked so hard for and I will not allow the uncertainty to ruin it for me.

So next time time someone says to me ‘You’re so brave!’ or ‘How scary!’, instead of ignoring it I will say ‘Yes! You’re right! I am brave, and it is scary – but it will be worth it!’ because like any other compliment you receive, it should not be brushed aside.

What do you think? Could you leave your entire life behind for half a year and journey 10,000 km’s away on your own?

(Answer: Yes! You could!)

Pity parties are the worst parties

The other morning I was feeling pretty down in the dumps. It all started because for Christmas, I bought myself (and my guy) a fitbit zip.

If you don’t know what a fitbit is, it’s basically a fancy pedometer that connects to an app so you can make it a social thing and keep a leader board with your friends. I thought it was a great idea at the time, knowing how much he liked keeping fit and how it could be something we could do together, a little friendly competition.

This is what the little Fitbit Zip looks like – it’s actually teeny tiny!

Alas, now we have 3 people in our leader boards and on this particular morning I was about 10,000+ steps behind both of them. BOTH of them. I was downright miserable about it. I threw a pretty enormous pity party. It was the pity party to end all pity parties. The type where I wanted to throw the damn device in the trash and never look at it again for making me feel so horrible.

So what did I do next? I walked. I offered to go drop flyers for work and walked and walked. I did some photocopying at work, and instead of waiting by the photocopier for everything to finish and then heading back to put the copies away… I took each pile individually, and walked and walked and walked. Then after work, I went to swing dancing class. 

By the end of the day I had kicked butt. Not just kicked butt, but kicked ALL the butts! I’d walked so much that not only had I caught up to the others, I’d gotten in front of them! Yippee!

(My fitbit results so far today – still kicking butt!)

Now, don’t freak out and think I’m turning this into a fitness blog. I am not a fitness freak in the slightest. I love being lazy. The reason I’m sharing this story, is because it applies to basically every single activity in life.

If I were to think about cakes, I could throw some pretty big pity parties because other cake decorators are better than me. Maybe their edges are sharper. Maybe they have amazing piping skills that I don’t have. Maybe they can make beautiful sugar flowers that I’m yet to find the patience for. Maybe they have 10 years experience where I only have two. Definitely time for some sulking.  

Or alternatively, I could work hard and persevere until I reach my goals!

Throughout our lives we’re always going to be in situations where we’re not the best. Not the fastest. Not the fittest. Not the most talented. Not the most creative. Not the most successful. However, that should not stop us from fighting to be the very best that we can. Maybe the accomplishment is simple like walking 12,000 steps and catching up to your friends, or maybe the accomplishment is huge like getting the hang of sugar blowing (this is on my to do list). It doesn’t matter what it is, as long as you keep at it!

Although… I think pity parties can be good for your soul too sometimes. So maybe we’re all allowed to throw a small pity party every now and then, as long as we then pick ourselves up off the floor and walk until our legs can barely move, or work until our heads can barely keep off the table, or read until our eyes can barely focus. 

What do you think? Are you a pity party type of person or a kick ALL the butts type of person?

I think I live somewhere in the middle.