Food, wonderful food!

It's kinda crazy how much I've learned to do in the last 5 years or so. One of those things is cook. I used to drive Josh crazy, I'd call him at work to ask him things like what is his recipe for soup. Of course he couldn't answer 'cause there wasn't one! I've always been a very competent baker, but it took me a while to get confident with "real" food and all the yummy yeast breads. Now days I experiment away! I look at even my best cook books as more of a guideline than a hard and fast set of rules to follow--gets us lots of yummy dinners. One of the latest "concoctions" was super simple roasted potatoes. I pulled potatoes out of the garden (ahhhhh.....free food minus all the crazy chemicals from commercial production), wash, chop, drizzle with olive oil, and sprinkle with salt, pepper, and garlic powder. Put in a pan, cover with foil and bake at 350 for 20 minutes or so, take off foil and bake another 10-15 minutes until done. yummy yummy for my tummy. Here's a pic before baking:



And here's how we usually see Sierra (mid-sentence, she never stops talking):

Those of you who have known me a while can testify she definitely looks like me (everyone said she was all daddy at first). It's gettin' kinda creepy, I'll be talking to her and all of a sudden think to myself, "wow, this is like looking in a mirror". She has all my personality too. None of the laid back, ride the waves, don't take on trouble you can't control she could have inherited from her daddy. Nope, this poor child is all me---firey temper, need for control, worried about *everything*, insatiable appetite to learn new stuff, thinking she knows everything about stuff she knows just a little about, wanting to mother everyone, did I mention firey temper? I wish I could teach her the lessons it took me 25 years or so to figure out. I wish I could teach her to relax and enjoy that which is within her control. I very very vividly remember my thoughts and feelings from an early early age though, so I know I can't teach her those things--she won't believe me until she can learn it for herself. I take comfort in the fact that maybe having such a deep empathy for her frustration will help me point her to the situations that will help her figure it out though ;-)