Sisters. They love one another dearly, care for each other sincerely. Yes, they argue occasionally, but they make up almost immediately. That’s us, my sister Jerrilyn and I.
And sisters, they wait for each other. But my sister did not.
She went ahead and got married, and is now a happy and proud wife and mother of three.
And me? Well, I am still searching. Very. Very. Patiently.
No, we do not eat out ALL the time when I visit them in Virginia. Good thing my sister, like my mom, cooks very well. What can I say, I guess some siblings got it, some siblings don’t. Some can cook, and some, like me, can eat. Life is fair.
Because we have 3 kiddos in the house, we have kiddie meals sometimes.
Creamy and cheesy turkey spaghetti
My adult version with parmesan, oregano, basil, parsley and a dash of cayenne pepper
Philly cheesesteak from Mario’s
Pan-fried tilapia and spinach-feta triangles
Ground turkey with potatoes and carrots