I am "the source of all goodies" ( 2cats, 2dogs), "Kitchen magician" (I can walk into an "empty" kitchen and make food, which translates to there is nothing DH can put in the microwave), "Momguy" to all of DD's friends, "Sir" to strangers who call on the phone (Women in my family have very deep voices), and "Keeper of the gravy secret" (since I seem to be the only family member who can do it without lumps). I can live with it.