About

Sheila                                

A colleague once asked, “If you could do anything, what would it be?”   “Write a cookbook”, I answered.

I like food.  I like to cook. I am not a chef.  Tears fall when I slice onions; my knife cuts are never uniform.  I like to eat food that tastes good but do not want my fill with empty calories.

Hmm… what else… I can
– see one thing in my spice  cabinet and be inspired
– create a tasty meal from a few things in my pantry
– cook with just a list of ingredients
– post pictures of my dinner on Facebook

Maggie is not as good at this.  In college, each housemate had to cook one night of the week.  Zatarains was her best friend.  But Maggie likes food, and she enjoys baking.  So I needed to update my recipes from ingredients on index cards to instructions on a page.  Blue Apron recipes she could follow!  Ok…she COULD post pictures on Facebook, but implored me to PLEASE create a blog for such things.  So I am.  But this site will probably become much more than a few recipes.  For I know that writing is one of my tail waggin’ moments.

 

 

 Maggie

…is my collaborator for baking cookies and breads; my official quality control taster; my social media photographer; and my editorial grammar police.  She is an extraordinary theatre ninja aka technical production assistant.  Stage management is her forte and she manages my drama with ease.  She walks the dog, checks the mail, and keeps me on task.  I am blessed to be her mother.

 

 

 

Lucy

…is my rescuer.  I adopted her from the Virginia Beach SPCA in 2013 after 3 years of living without a dog.  She loves to run, I love to sit, yet for some reason our relationship works – only God knows why.  She is the perfect dog for me who thinks I am the perfect human for her.  I’m ok with that.

 

 

 

 

 

My Beloved

…was my great encourager.  Steve loved to cook and enjoyed creating delicious meals with me (and for me!)  We loved to contemplate the world, both the physical and the spiritual.  He was a chemist who enjoyed teaching.  I miss him.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

More about me …

I am a recent widow on a new path that I never expected would happen before the age of 50.  I am the mother of two adult children and one step-son, and “Momma” to others met through them or bible study.  Reading books on historical events or crime suspense is relaxing when there is free time to be had.  I sing along with the radio but rarely remember all the words.

I have had a plethora of careers starting with tossing the ‘Evening Journal’ newspaper on my neighbors porches.   I have carried water on my back to fight brush fires and in a pitcher at a retirement home; delivered pizzas in my car and a baby over the telephone; found a million dollars for my boss and Jesus for me.

As you read my posts you will find many tail waggin’ stories and maybe a few that tucked my tail between my legs and sent me scurrying for shelter.  But even those moments fade into joy for a happy dog can’t help but wag.

– Joyfully, Sheila