When we moved, I vowed to myself to be a more dedicated cook and to take care of my family and myself the best way possible.
I have this whole mentality of the way things used to be - bringing them up the way my grandparents raised me, in that old lifestyle of simple things. For me, part of that is just being here - with a backyard, sitting outside, eating homemade popcicles, running in the grass. The other aspect is cooking wholesome, balanced meals and dessert like Grandma did.
I have a strawberry pie in the oven that smells DIVINE!
eta: it's out - it's perfectly imperfect

I had a Pampered Chef party for my birthday and haven't had a chance to play with my new toys much before the move. In the last week I've used at least one piece per day. The kids adore the little miniature cookie cutters - I used them to cut out pieces of cheese for cheese and crackers yesterday and today I cut hearts out of crust to garnish my pie top. I use my batter bowl for everything - I used my crinkle cutter to cut cucumbers for our veggie tray/lunches and tonight we're having corn on the cob with our boil-proof corn cob nobbers. Everything I've made on/in stoneware has turned out perfectly and I just couldn't be more happy. It really makes preparing a meal a labor of love.