Quarter of a Century

I have officially been a quarter of a century for a full day. I know that I should feel old, but I don't. My visiting teachers came over to say happy birthday and we were talking about how your feel and how you look can be in serious opposition. I had to laugh because she was all "I feel like I'm still 20, but then I look in the mirror and my four kids and remember that I'm not." The question that I had to ask was, why does it matter what you think you should feel like? If you feel like you are twenty you shouldn't begrudge the fact that your number of years may not correspond with your inner person. I say hang on to that youthfulness for as long as possible. There are times when I feel like I am still 18 and feel like I can do anything. It is only when I have those grown-up decisions do I realize I am older than my inner-self. Ick.

I guess what I am trying to get across in my random ramblings is that you are only as old as you allow yourself to feel. Don't cheat yourself out of it.

Soups on!

It has been almost three years since  I became Mrs. Jacob Nichols. It has been a great three years and I have made a lot of meals. When I first had to cook meals for my adorable husband he was very patient with my burnt, bland, and some down right disgusting meals. Now I am sitting here waiting for my chicken noodle soup to finish simmering and I realize that I have become a little chef. This is not to say that I am the next Gordon Ramsay, far from it. Yet, I feel as though I have come into my own cooking. I don't fear when Jake asks for a new recipe, now I can look at it and decide if it sounds good or what I want to change.
I have a good hold on the basics to do the more complicated. I actually find that I enjoy it, while stressful at times, it is always rewarding when you are told you did a good job and the left overs are eaten instead of molding in the fridge from selective remembering.