the beginnings of “no-churn blueberry graham cracker ice cream.”
i say the beginnings because this had to chill, so while chilling, i went to pick my daughter up from work…
decided to run into the store for much needed q-tips,
came out, car wouldn’t start…
called daughter #2 to pick up daughter #1
called daughter #1 to give change of plans
called husband…
who called mechanic
who came to give me a jump start
who then concluded it was my starter
who then drove me home…
to then find daughter #2 hasn’t left to pick up daughter #1 due to a low tire and the fear of driving on it.
leave with her
call daughter #1 (we’re coming!)
put air in tire
pick up daughter #1…
home in time to
feed dogs
feed chickens
throw together some ravioli for dinner
eat dinner
and check to see if, indeed, the blueberry syrup was still chilling away.
i then decided coffee was more important to my sanity than finishing the ice cream recipe…
and so the syrup chills
i chill
and tomorrow’s a new day.
lyrics: fats domino “blueberry hill”
and she was 