Lick the Bowl

http://www.washingtonpost.com/opinions/the-digital-diet-how-to-break-free-of-your-blackberry-smartphone-and-other-gadgets/2011/05/16/AGJy8nCH_story.html?nl_headlines I recently read this article (see above) in the Washington Post.   According to the article, if you spend a total of two hours a day posting on Facebook or surfing the web, etc…that roughly adds up to 30 days worth of time.      Hmmmm…what could I accomplish with an extra thirty days worth of time?     I decided to compile a list of 20 things I could do with all that extra time on my hands and while my list is mildly anecdotal, it is all undeniably true.   1.        Get started on my great American novel….or at least get past the title page. 2.        Read a book that doesn’t have Arthur or Curious George on the cover. 3.        Get rid of all the 3T clothing because my son is now six. 4.  ...

Here is something you may not know about me.   In the shadow of my former life, I was a vegetarian for approximately 15 years.   I won’t bore you with my philosophical reasons from long ago, nor will I regale you with my decision to return to the “dark” side.   The point is that while I am technically a carnivore, I don’t really eat like one.   In fact, now that the summer months are upon us, I rarely eat meat at all.   My husband on the other hand…a very different story.   He isn’t home for many meals, though, so I haven’t really bothered to stock the freezer with meat, which means he is subject to my wily vegetarian ways. Today, I thought I would share a new recipe that is not a dessert, rather, an inspired vegetarian dinner creation, entitled Quinoa Stuffed Peppers …and it’s actually husband approved.   Now, I have to admit, that I created this on the fly, so, you may want to fine-tune some of your measurements. In case you have never heard of Quino...

Can you remember the person or persona you were prior to having children?   In my twenties, I remember participating in a 3-week volunteer Army program in Israel with a girlfriend.   We lived in an army barrack with one shower and twenty women, then, off to Paris we flew, followed by a train to Amsterdam a few days later.   We didn’t even have a place to stay when we got there, but somehow we managed.     Today, I would never entertain travel without an itinerary, hotel accommodations, or confirmations. As a former New Yorker (well, I still consider myself a New Yorker at heart) I took the bus and subway everywhere!   I didn’t have a car, in fact, I didn’t even learn how to drive until I moved out of NY at 23. Now, the mere thought of taking the metro makes me break out into hives, and the idea of standing and waiting for a bus is nothing short of plebian. I used to love driving in my little, zippy, red Plymouth Colt to visit my family in New York.   I...

Thanks to all those who shared such wonderful comments regarding my last post.   It was truly from the heart, and I really do believe that we all possess some kind of inner strength that sometimes takes us by surprise when we are put to the test.   It seems like I have been musing over this for some time because I recently found a personal essay I wrote about a year ago (a bit more anecdotal) that was never published (what’s wrong with these editors)?   Nevertheless, I felt that it would be most appropriate for my blog today.   I am also including a recipe for allergy (egg, nut, dairy) free lemon cupcakes. Who knows…perhaps they will become my signature cake.   Essay: I used to be a terrible baker. My cookies consistently resembled pucks or chew toys, and my cupcakes traumatized the family for months. I disregarded all rules about precision when I made my first banana bread.   I switched the flours, replaced the butter, added honey in lieu of sugar and care...

Very excited...yesterdays blog was a featured blog on Martha Stewart's Whole Living Community Website.  It was also today editor's pick on JewishBoston.com OMG!!! Yesterdays blog post was a featured blog post on Martha Stewart's Whole Living Community website!! Take a look! http://community.wholeliving.c om/profiles/blogs/embracing-a- mission-you-didnt Embracing a Mission You Didn’t Ask For - Whole Living Community community.wholeliving.com From my blog lifeisgoodlickthebowl.blogspot .com-This entry is dedicated to all those who are participating in walks, fun runs, 5k's, and all other missions tha…

I have been thinking a lot lately about what influences our “missions” in life.   I think this philosophical deliberation stems from the slew of 5k’s, fun runs, and walks that are occuring over the next few weeks in our neighborhood.   I also have a close cadre of friends whose children successfully triumphed over life threatening disease and are embracing it as their mission.   I often wonder how these parents and countless others handle such scary situations with such ferocity, dignity and grace.     I marvel at their courageousness, and their relentless advocacy whether it’s with insurance companies, doctors, races, walks, and community programs all while trying to provide some semblance of normalcy to their family’s lives.   Moreover, I am amazed at their inner strength to embrace these issues as their life missions.    I always used to think, that if faced with such terrifying adversity, I would simply crumble.   Where would I find the i...

Well, the anxiety is over…I feel more at Namaste as I finally ordered the dreaded bathing suit…or suits I should say.   It was difficult, but I persevered.   I got them from none other than… Victoria Secret.   Ah, I can almost feel my sisters cringing out there.   I hear your cries of indignation.   “How could you do that? With all of your anxiety about bathing suits, how could you sit there, viewing all those bodacious, size 0, 36D, bombshells without breaking down and plunging your head in a mountainous bowl of ice cream?”   I hear you and I agree.   It was rather daunting looking at all those lascivious women, which is why I methodically and rationally switched over to ER mode. I experienced ER mode three years ago when Ari tripped and fell on the concrete at the pool.   He gashed his forehead and had a huge egg sized, hematoma like bump.   Off to the ER we went, blood spurting all over my clothes, a howling child and a very green-looking ...