I Did It, and I'm Scared

I'm not the blogging type. Really. Two things led me to want to try this (now that I'm looking at my templates, I'm a bit nervous!):

1) I'm a school counselor. More to the point, I'm a Lower and Middle School counselor. Remember that cheesy show from the 60s hosted by Art Linkletter -- resurrected recently by the esteemed Cos -- "Kids Say the Darndest Things"? I am constantly reminded that this is true in my job. Not only that, but kids do the darndest things. Through status updates over the last few years, my Facebook friend list has been privy to some of the lunacy I field on a daily basis. Sometimes I feel as if I should be keeping a daily journal of my encounters with students, though, in case I ever want to write a screenplay and become rich and famous. Enter the blog...

2) Who's the school counselor's counselor? Her kitchen. When I walk through the door at the end of the day, a glass of red wine and my cozy little kitchen are the first things on my mind. I'm not one of these people who groans the whole commute home in anticipation of having to prep and cook a dinner after a long day at work; I am one of these people whose day dissolves on a cutting board, or in a wok, or in a pot on the stove. Every nutty comment from a kid, every hurt I absorb from a child, every success a student brings through my door becomes an ingredient in my nightly dinner. I improvise so much in my cooking, however, that keeping track of recipes started to become a challenge. Enter the blog...

I love cooking, almost as much as I love eating. So I created this blog to be my diary. And my therapist. And my recipe book. If you happen to enjoy it or get something out of it as well...well, I'll be thrilled. Surprised, but thrilled! Maybe you can recommend me to Scorsese.