What's there to tell? I'm pretty boring but like having a life without a lot of drama so that suits me. I love to cook, of course, but I'm not a natural at it so it's hard for me to say that I'm "good and getting better" but changed to that from "beginner" because I don't think that beginner quite fit the bill. I have a brave husband who will try pretty much anything I cook. I like trying to make new things but we still have a lot of "old stand-bys" that we fall back on for our meals. We have a teenaged daughter, three very beloved and utterly spoiled cats and some fish. That's the extent of my household! ??? I just like to try new things I guess. Been trying my hand at baking but I'm not really successful. I'll keep trying, though ... Pancakes ... my family likes pancakes but I had never made them. My husband makes them from a package mix once in a great while. I saw a recipe in a book and thought I'd try it. Now I actually like pancakes, too! (And my husband requests them often.) We tossed the package mix. Ah - so many to share, so little space to share them! I'll just stick to my first one: when I was a teenager, I had no interest in cooking at all, didn't know how to cook much of anything ... and didn't get along with my mother. At all. Well, she called me at home from work one day to tell me to get the chicken ready for the frying pan when she got home. I told her I didn't know how to do that. Since she had been making fried chicken regularly all my life, apparently, I should just have learned by eating it. Well, I explained to her that I didn't know how to cut a chicken up into the right pieces and she told me to figure it out. Ok, so I did. We had some really funky pieces of chicken for dinner that night! And, of course, I was never asked to handle that task again. (I would have been open to learning how to do it - honestly - but this was just another reason to hate each other.) All these years later, I still don't know how to cut up a chicken. My husband figured it out