My picture was is a picture of me drawn by my stepson when he was about 6. He's nine now, and I've been his stepmom for 8 years. I adore that kid. He can be overly emotional, quirky, and likes being weird, just like me. My husband is a wonderful man and scientist. I am a dreamer. I'm a baker. I love to find complicated recipes. I love making pizza and my boys love eating it. We toss pizza dough and laugh. It hasn't hit the ground yet. Bread baking comes to me in spurts. Sometimes it will be a couple times a week, sometimes only a couple times in a month. I love making cookies. There is just something fun about it, because you know how much they'll be loved by the people in your life. My family makes a spinach salad that is so good it will covert any salad eater to spinach. Christmas mornings are an egg, cheese, potato, and sausage casserole. I make rice crispy treats when it snows because they go so well with hot chocolate. My family has an absolutely killer stuffing recipe that is unlike anything else I've ever tried. It only gets made for holidays because it is too dangerous to have around the house. My pizza recipe that I've modified until my boys thinks it is perfection. Nothing makes them happier for dinner. My second valentine's day that I was married, I tried to grill ribs for my hub and they got burnt something terrible. I've never been so sad over something I've cooked.