I'm happily married to my best bud. We have a new grand daughter an 11 year old crossbreed 1/2 black lab 1/2 springer spaniel, a 17 year old cat that is unfortunately on his way out and an almost 2 year old English Setter that we are madly in love with. I have a new job and career that will be beginning very soon and I'm so happy that I am finally leaving the mortgage industry. I strongly believe in God and I love my family and my country. I'm proud and humbled to be an American. I love to cook everything. I pour over cookbooks as if they are juicy novels to get ideas and learn. My husband pokes fun that if you enjoyed your dinner at our house, eat up because you may never get it again. I experiment and usually never follow a recipe to the T. I always make it my own. I love to cook things that take skill and time. That would have to be Roasted Chicken. YUM. I learned that you should cook an average chicken uncovered at 400 to 450 for an hour and a quarter with chicken stock in the roasting pan and the whole chicken rubbed in butter. It's perfect and juicy every time. That would be pulling off a huge Thanksgiving sit down dinner at my home (my first one) for 22 people. My Mother was so proud of me, it was truly a defining moment for me. When I was 17 I was babysitting for my sister and decided to make my boyfriend a birthday cake. I had never made a cake before and so in reading the recipe it called for 2 eggs separated. My sister came home and said she would help me bake the cake and she started poking around with what I was doing and asked me; Um, why are there 2 eggs in this pot boiling? I answered, well the recipe calls for 2 eggs separated. My sister promptly fell to the floor in hysterical laughter. I have never lived this one down....it's too funny!