You Do It With Your Own Two

I Do Know What My First Meal In The Next World Would Be Spaghetti Aglio E Olio, Heavy On Everything.

I Don't Know That I Have A Favorite Meal. When I'm Cooking I'm Thinking About The Person I'm Feeding And I Want To Make Them Whatever They Want. My Husband's Favorite Meal Is Carbonara. I Guess My Favorite Food Is Anything My Mom Makes. Because Like Anybody Who Loves Their Mother's Cooking, If You Try And Make Your Mom's Recipes, They Never Taste Quite The Same. And I Don't Know If That's Because She's Lying About What She's Putting In There And Just Not Telling Me. Like When I Turn My Back, She's Sneaking Something In There. It Just Never Seems To Taste The Same.

I Have This Extraordinary Life During The Day, And Then I Get To Come Home To My Sweet Husband Who Loves To Cook With Me. I Have A Nice Glass Of Wine, He Has Some Scotch, We Chat, We Cook, And We Hang Out With The Dog. I Have An Absolute Dream Life.

I Have Learned How To Breathe, To Use My Cords Differently. I Had Been Tilting My Head In A Way When I Talked That Wasn't Good For My Throat. I've Been Working On All Of That, And It Seems To Be Helping.

I Used To Say I Would Never Run Unless I Was Being Chased By Someone With A Gun. Now I'm A Little Obsessed With It!