Cupcakes & Tea with Elizabeth

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  • My Worst (and Funniest) First Date Ever

    My Worst (and Funniest) First Date Ever

    Let’s talk about bad dates — because if you’ve been single long enough, you probably have at least one story that makes you laugh and cringe at the same time. My friend and I were reminiscing recently about some of our dating disasters, and that’s when I remembered this absolute gem of a first date that still makes me shake my head.

    So, a while back, I matched with someone on Tinder. He seemed nice enough — funny, decent photos, and he could actually hold a conversation (a rarity in the app-dating world). We decided to meet at a park, and honestly, things started off really well. We were chatting on a bench, enjoying the day, and for a brief moment, I thought, “Hey, maybe this could actually go somewhere!”

    And then…it didn’t.

    Somewhere between small talk and life goals, he suddenly launched into a very detailed story about his ex-fiancée. According to him, she was “bipolar, crazy, and ruined his life.” I tried to nod politely, but the story kept spiraling — we’re talking cheating, pregnancy drama, open adoption, and a custody situation that sounded like a soap opera gone rogue.

    Now, I’m not saying his ex wasn’t dealing with challenges, but sharing that entire emotional saga on a first date? That’s a solid red flag, my friends.

    But wait — it gets worse.

    As I started subtly inching away (you know, creating a healthy amount of personal space), he looked at me, smirked, and said,
    “Why are you scooting away? I don’t bite… unless you want me to.”

    I wish I were joking.
    At that point, I wasn’t sure whether to laugh, cry, or sprint. I wrapped up the conversation as quickly as possible, made my polite excuses, and power-walked back to my car like my life depended on it.

    So yeah — that was my “worst first date” story. Funny in hindsight, but definitely one for the cringe history books.

    If you’ve had your own dating disaster, I’d love to hear it! Drop your stories in the comments or check out my vlog for more awkward moments, laughs, and lessons learned from the dating battlefield.

  • Tough Love and Tender Care: My Wake-Up Call with Diabetes

    Tough Love and Tender Care: My Wake-Up Call with Diabetes

    Tender. Loving. Care.

    We could all use a little more of that.

    Lately, I’ve had to face a hard truth — my diabetes is not under control. My blood sugar is high, my weight is up, and my gums are a mess. And yet… I haven’t been doing much to change my habits. It’s easy to talk about people who struggle with their health, but the truth is, I’m no different. Every day I make choices that put my own health at risk.

    Take this morning, for example: I had multigrain toast absolutely covered in Nutella. Not a “just-a-little” situation — I mean covered. Then, of course, I turned around and complained about how awful I felt and how dry and swollen my hands were. The pattern is clear — I keep sabotaging myself.

    A Look Back

    Back in my freshman year of college, I decided I needed to make a big change. After months of ups and downs, I finally focused on both my mental and physical health. Within six months, I lost over 40 pounds through diet and exercise — going from around 150 pounds to 105.

    In the beginning, though, my diet was pretty extreme. I ate very low-carb, counted calories religiously, and allowed myself only one cheat meal a week. Eventually, I relaxed into a more balanced diet and felt healthier overall — confident, lighter, and more “me.” This was all before I was diagnosed with diabetes.

    Fast Forward to Now

    Over time, I slipped back into old habits. I’ve regained the weight and lost most of the muscle I worked so hard for. That wouldn’t be the end of the world… if I weren’t diabetic. But now, my blood sugar, diet, and exercise matter more than ever.

    Honestly, it’s tough. When I get home and see a big plate of pasta waiting for me, it feels impossible to resist. But I know I need to find balance again. My body has been trying to tell me something — I’ve been sick more often, with weird flu-like illnesses, and I was even hospitalized not long ago. Maybe those things are connected, maybe not. But one thing is clear: my diabetes being out of control definitely isn’t helping.

    Moving Forward with Care

    I know I can’t keep blaming being busy, broke, or tired. At some point, I have to take responsibility and start treating my body with the same tender, loving care I give to others.

    So that’s my goal — to show myself a little more grace and discipline at the same time. To eat better, move more, and find a healthier balance with diabetes.

    If you’ve gone through something similar, I’d love to hear your story. Drop your advice, struggles, or little wins in the comments — let’s lift each other up.