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Homemade Ice Cream

It's National Ice Cream Day! To celebrate, I'm sharing two homemade ice cream recipes that are so easy and you don't need to own an ice cream maker. I use my Vitamix, but a food processor works just as well. I will say, these don't keep well but that's okay, because they are so easy, you will want to devour them the day you make them. We usually make these at dinner clean up and freeze them for an hour then enjoy! First up is Strawberry. Add a bunch of frozen strawberries, some milk, and a squeeze of lemon juice. I never measure anything, just eye everything. (Sorry, not a food blogger!) Blend in food processor or blender, freeze until desired consistency. 
My favorite is banana peanut butter. Add frozen bananas, peanut butter, and milk. Blend in food processor or blender, freeze until desired consistency. Super duper easy and so fresh and delicious.
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An Afternoon at the Museum 

Spent the afternoon at Institute of Contemporary Art in Boston and loved every minute of it. Much to my children's chagrin, I'm a museum junkie. However, the ICA is super family friendly and not too large to tucker and/or bore them. We went specifically for Nari Ward's exhibit, an inspiring, meaningful, and thought provoking exhibit. As much as I love art, I love reading the descriptions for each piece and this exhibit was one of my very favorites. The found material, the symbols, the messages, the composition, the meaning, it was amazing. To do museums on the cheap, check your local library, they usually have passes and most museums in our city have many free days to offer. Check also for family guides at the front desk, a great way to distract and entertain the kiddos. Happy weekend! 

A Gift in the Gym Locker Room

On Saturday, I completed the balance of my shoulder tattoos. On my right shoulder, I have a morning glory for my paternal grandmother and now on my right shoulder, I have a daisy for my maternal grandmother. Both women meant the world to me and inspired me to be the person I am today. They were both humble, hard working, and hilarious. They guided me through life and they continue to do so in their absence. Having them both on my shoulders is a little reminder for me to forge ahead. 
Every Monday, I head to the gym for a long workout. If I'm being honest, I mainly go so I can sit in the sauna after my workout. This morning, after my 10 minutes of scorching nirvana, I headed back to my locker to get my shower stuff. An older woman stopped me and said, "Oh my goodness, your tattoos are so beautiful." I thanked her and she continued, "I made a promise to myself when I made it to 80, I'd get a tattoo." I smiled and answered the usual questions I get from peopl…

Eyelash Adventures 

My esthetician and I go way back. She's one of my favorite human beings on the planet and makes it tolerable to get waxed every month because I get to visit with her. We worked together many moons ago at a cosmetic counter and let me tell you, that job brings you close to people. Anyhoo, she asked if I'd be interested in getting lash extensions. I'd seen them everywhere, but was hesitant to spend the money. Seemed frivolous, but on a dreary winter day, I needed a pick me up and went for it. My goodness, I have zero regrets. It takes about 90 minutes for the initial application, but 90 minutes of laying down peacefully is a great gift. The glue she used did not irritate my eyes and I have extremely sensitive skin. I could not believe the difference. I was hooked. It's very important to follow the care instructions to take care of them, but mine lasted in tact for a good two and a half weeks. Fills can be done for a fraction of the cost. And, the cost. My lovey charges …

#WomenforSyria

I'm three days back from a whirlwind, wonderful trip in Paris with my husband and no children. It was nothing short of magical but what I brought home with me was not a souvenir, but a story. I'm going to be honest here and say that writing this is hard. I know it will invite comments that will upset me, but I just can't keep this inside. Too many of us turn our heads, scroll past, or choose to ignore tragedy staring us in the face. I am not a politician, a policy maker, or a diplomat. However, I am a mother and this exchange I had with another mother changed me. It was our last night in Paris and we were exhausted from walking 30 miles in 3 days exploring such a beautiful city. Rather than go out for dinner, we chose a dinner in. As I sipped wine, looking out our hotel window, I watched a woman sweeping the concrete as her toddler and baby ran around her. I had seen many women all over Paris, holding signs saying "Syrian family, please help." As we entered the …

Packing for Four Days in Paris in a Carry On

Headed to Paris with the mister sans children and keeping with my minimalistic goals, I wanted to only take a carry on the plane. I know, sounds crazy but I was determined.  We are flying overnight so I brought a comfy outfit to sleep in and a shirt and shoes to change into once we arrive.  3 tops and a casual dress for the days exploring  Crossbody bag, watch, necklace, and earrings for accessories The weather is mild right now so I can get away with my moto jacket and a scarf. This jacket can be casual for the day or paired with a dress for dinner. We are only doing one fancy dinner, but I like to dress for dinner and get out of my day clothes.  I think what works best is sticking with a neutral palette or a complimentary colors, so you can multi purpose each piece. Another tip that works for me is I get my hair professional blown out, which lasts at least 2 solid days for me. With the magic of dry shampoo, I can skip my bulky hair weapons, which take up so much room in the c…

My Big Magic Moment 

I just finished Elizabeth Gilbert’s “Big Magic” and in it she talks about how the universe serves up magic and mystery all the time if we are open to it. In recent months, I’ve had some seriously big magic that made me believe in the mysterious magic of the universe. I have to go back years (okay, decades) to my sophomore year of college. I was stuck in the mire of indecision about my major. Accepted into the well known business school, my path was set but, it was not serving me well. I hated the classes, was bored to tears, and cringed at the thought of sitting at a desk looking at numbers the rest of my life. Numbers have never been my thing, but I had the grades to land a spot in the Accounting major. I slogged through because the prospect of having a job right after graduation was my carrot. My heart, though, was within the pages of books in my literature courses. I had a few of them in my beginning years and I’d pass on the finance homework just to read one more page. I’ve alway…