Who Am I?
I’m a writer. I ‘m a producer. I’m an amatuer genealogist. I’m a foodie. I’m a food-maker. I’m a mom. I’m a wife. I’m a daughter and a sister. I’ve worn a lot of hats and, lost a lot of hats, and retired a lot of hats to antique hat boxes. I’ve performed on stages, I’ve connected in corners, I’ve felt divine presence in pleather booths. I’ve spent entirely too much time building a replica of my childhood home on The Sims. I’ve traveled and lost and won and dived deep and refused and demanded and pushed. I’ve created elaborate spreadsheets to manage my Stardew Valley farm. The ocean is the best medicine for my hair and summer lakes are my solace.
I’m someone who believes that empathy could solve nearly everything. I believe kindness without reward is the ultimate good. I believe in waiting until tomorrow, starting in a frenzy. I’m a Virgo, tooth and nail. I’m an INFJ to the max. I’m introverted and I love people. I’m into Star Trek, Schitt’s Creek, Columbo, Murder, She Wrote, Cheers, Frasier, Taxi, True Crime, 90s Rom Coms, Buffy, Any Cooking Show Known to Man, and Henry Louis Gates, Jr. I believe in the bible of Alton Brown. I practice the witchcraft of the Barefoot Contessa. I think Martha is probably actually awesome to spend time with.
I could watch my daughter eat cubes of cheese for the rest of my life. I could listen to my stepson laugh forever. I could stay wrapped in my husband’s arms all day. But I can’t do any of those things. Because a life demands we live outside of sacred moments. I’m in the middle of figuring out my sacred moments. When I’m disappointed it doesn’t affect my love. When I’m angry it makes me cry.
I forget where my phone is most of the time.
A believe music adds magic to any moment, as long as it’s the right track.
And I love people with food. I feed love to the people around me. I think there’s where the bulk of my spellwork lives. In the cauldron on my stove.
There’s a lot I want to be. And a lot of time left to get there.
What Matters To Me?
- Black Lives