Mother's Day post-game wrap up

Happy Wednesday! (I'd like to say, I started this on Monday but it has been SO BUSY at MomsRising that I've had zero opportunity to post.) How was your Mother's Day? For my sister's husband's family, it's their first one without their mom. She passed away of cancer last December. I want to remember them specially this year.

For our little family, it was a lovely day. Ok, I'm holding back. It was fabulous!!! We went to the beach with our girls and my mom, and just thoroughly enjoyed ourselves. And Derek surprised me with... wait for it... a Cuisinart ICE-45. What is this miracle, you ask? It is a soft serve ice cream maker. All my troubles are over.

Or perhaps it's my first frenemy. I have never had a frenemy, being just a tad out of that clever demographic that invented the term. Also, I'm just not the type to cultivate good frenemies. But inanimate objects, I've decided, can be my frenemy.

Here's why. I just had my first taste of heaven called homemade soft serve. It is wondrously good. Derek made organic chocolate soft serve, and it was truly the creamiest, silkiest ice cream I have ever had. Yet, I am almost seven months postpartum and... you know where this is going. Frenemy. I love you but never want to see you. I see such heights of potential deliciousness, such depths of miserable poundage.

The ICE-45 is not multi-functi like the KitchenAid Artisan stand mixer, which I bought used from a friend and still admire daily. (sidebar: That thing can do anything. D says he wants to get one for his lab. Maybe ask it to grade papers.) I can't pretend to want it around to, you know, make something healthy. No, the soft serve maker exists to do one thing and one thing only-- make soft serve ice cream. Much as I love and use my KitchenAid, I also admire this focus, this dedication.

WAIT. What if I made soft serve yogurt with the same ingredients I'd use in a smoothie?

OMG. The lovin' is back on.

Oh-- and MomsRising now has over a million members. Our video has over 11 million views. We are eternally grateful to each and every mother, dad, daughter, son, aunt, cousin, grandparent, uncle, friend and colleague who passed it on. You can still do it! We changed the language at the end so it works every single day of the year.

We <3 every MomsRising member and everyone who laughed along with us and passed it along.