Serendipity Frrrozen Hot Chocolate

Mother/Daughter Time: Serendipity

My daughter and I exercised then split a Serendipity Frozen Hot Chocolate topped with whipped cream. What could have been better than chocolate and family?

Located in New York City and Boca Raton, Florida, Serendipity restaurants offer a full menu, but their “Frrrozen Hot Chocolate is their specialty. Unlike a chocolate milkshake, the cocoa delivers a dark, rich flavor and ice provides refreshment. I like this recipe because other variations include ice cream.

Unexpectedly, we felt rejuvenated after indulging and that allowed us to skip a heavy dinner. Was it serendipity?

Daily Post Prompt: Better

"I Love Lucy" Lucille Ball Promotes Vitameatavegamin

When Television Shows Were Innocent

I was touched when my daughter gave me a framed “I Love Lucy” photo that she recently  won at an event. It reminded me that we watched “I Love Lucy” reruns when she was five-years old. It was special because I introduced her to the comedy that I grew up with and loved.

When I was young we watched “Leave it to Beaver” and “Father Knows Best”. The media promoted family, fun and moral fortitude.

Today, parents must monitor television shows and commercials to prevent their children from being exposed to vile language and sex. What happened to our society?

Did the media change us, or did our lax morals change the media?

Labor Day, a Melancholy End to Summer

I have mixed feelings about Labor Day. As I jog in a Delaware beach resort, I feel a little sad. I had the opportunity to live with my college-age daughter for the summer. There were a few mother and daughter glitches, but I loved having her home. She packed and left for school this morning. It left me feeling empty.

 Tourists are gone, vacancy signs appear and it is quiet. This used to be my favorite time at the beach before my children became school age. I fondly remember,  when I stayed at the beach through most of the fall with my daughter (my husband came for long weekends). 

A special memory involves my mother-in- law. We lived at the beach (at separate residences) for several weeks. My daughter needed a crib. We shopped for a crib and spent an evening assembling it. We talked, laughed and worked. It was a special time. 

In a few years, my husband and I will be able to live at the beach for the fall, when my son goes  to college.  As much as I love fall at the shore, I am already sad that he will be gone. I never imagined the speed of time.

 I look forward to the fall school and sports routine. It gets me back on track after a wonderful summer.