This green juice recipe is honestly delicious. I created it after listening to Martha Stewarts Master Class, which I highly recommend if you’re a fan of hers, like I am. She mentioned that she makes a fresh green juice every morning and drinks it on an empty stomach. On occasion, I will find
Berry Clean: How to Keep Strawberries Fresh for a Week
I’ve found that this easy method for washing strawberries does a great job of getting rid of dirt and helps them last longer—usually up to a full week. Here’s what I do: Even better than the mason jar is this container I found at Costco a couple years ago.
What I’m Growing on My Patio this Summer
Summer is my favorite time of year! Where we live, winters can be incredibly long and oh-so-cold. Every single day of those endless winters, I dream about feeling the hot summer sun and humidity on my skin. You can ask my family—seriously, I say, "I can’t wait for summer!" every! single! day! In the
Sunny’s Evening Walk
This evening was just perfect for a walk with Sunny. The weather was comfortably warm, with a gentle breeze that made everything feel calm and serene. As we strolled through the neighborhood, the vibrant colors of the flowers in bloom caught my eye at every turn. I am especially drawn to the
Memorial Day Weekend 2025
The weather didn’t exactly roll out the welcome mat for pool time this year—it was a little chilly. To top it off, both Zuzu and I came down with colds. Really? With everything going on at work and all the end-of-school chaos, this was not the timing we needed. The low point came early Monday
Gratitude, Coffee, and the Occasional Journal Spill
On January 1st, 2024, I started a little experiment: write down three things I’m grateful for every single day. Nothing fancy—just three quick things, scribbled in a journal that I stole from my daughter. According to every self-help book, podcast, and motivational Instagram account out there, this
Romanticizing Office Life
I head into the office about three days a week. Some days I drag my feet, and other days I’m oddly excited to pack a lunch and rejoin the land of fluorescent lights and coffee chats. I've been a marketing professional my entire adult life—getting up, getting dressed, dropping off my daughters at
Spam Tacos?
Have you seen the SPAM commercial with SPAM Tacos? Apparently, this is a thing. My husband, Mike is the kind of guy who will eat anything I put on the table. He has never, ever complained about a meal that I’ve made. Not even the weird science experiments I throw together when the fridge is bare