Some days feel like a little snapshot of joy — the kind you wish you could bottle up and keep forever. Our recent day trip to Detroit was one of those days.
Exploring Detroit!
A brand-new museum I’ve been excited about for months finally opened: the Museum of Illusions! So of course, opening weekend became the perfect excuse for an adventure. My teens each invited a friend, which meant it was me… plus five kids between the ages of 9 and 17. A full car, but in the best possible way.
We loaded up, everyone with phones, AirPods, and their own playlists. And honestly? It was the most peaceful two-hour drive east I’ve had in a long time. Coffee in hand, everyone in their own world but still together — it was a mom win.
Once we arrived!
The museum was even better than I imagined. The illusions were mind-blowing — the kind of “how is that even possible?” magic that makes both kids and adults stop and stare. And it was so interactive. So many fun photo opportunities, so many moments of laughter, and so many “wait… stand right there!” snapshots I can’t wait to look back on.
Fueling after all the Fun!
Since the museum is right in the heart of everything, we made the most of the area and walked to Mom’s Spaghetti (yes, that one). I ordered the spaghetti Bolognese with garlic bread; it was comforting & filling. After more exploring, we headed home — but not before stopping at our favorite place, The Custard Co., because it’s basically a tradition anytime we’re on the East Side.
I got pistachio custard with birthday cake nachos and loved every bite. But here’s something past-me never would’ve believed: when I was satisfied… I stopped. I threw the rest away. Not because it wasn’t good — it was fantastic — but because I trusted that I didn’t need to finish it just because it was there. Because with OMAD, I don’t live in that old “this is my only chance!” mindset anymore.
That freedom — the ability to enjoy something fully and stop when my body says “that’s enough” — is something I’ll never take for granted.
What I love most about OMAD is that it fits seamlessly into days like this. I enjoyed the entire day without thinking about food beyond the simple joy of choosing what I wanted in my window. No dieting stress. No overthinking. No bargaining. Just living.
We explored the city, made memories, laughed until our sides hurt, and created a day I’ll be holding close for a long time. And food was simply part of the experience — fun, delicious, and uncomplicated.
The simplicity of OMAD gives me space to actually live my life, not just manage it. That’s the freedom I’m grateful for every single day.
