Archive | June, 2013

BLOG – GIFT DAY 181 :: did you know…

30 Jun

I can never remember trivia.Which is fine except I live with a man who does. And he quotes movie lines, word for word, from opening scene to closing credits of almost every movie he has ever seen.I can barely tell you what I had for lunch yesterday.
But I can tell you what the waitress wore a year ago at that trendy restaurant in Boston.

It makes me terrible at Jeopardy and really good at shopping! But you know the back story of that already.

So, it’s no surprise that I missed this bit of trivia.

National Greyhound Adoption Month is in April. So we technically missed it, but you can still watch this totally adorable video.

I think it’s beautiful and moving… and if you are in the market for a pup it’s perfect for you.

More tomorrow.

Lovemore {fearless}
{dogs or cats?}

BLOG – GIFT DAY 180 :: hot or not?

29 Jun

It’s getting hot here…
Blue skies all around us.
And we haven’t seen nothin’ yet. Weather reports predict us to be over 100 next week.

Like 104 and 106 degrees.
And they say it is a DRY heat out here….

One thing is for sure — we have an abundance of sun. And it’s only JUNE.

More tomorrow.

Lovemore {fearless}

{what is your favorite way to cool off?}

BLOG – GIFT DAY 179 :: friday flashback

28 Jun

It’s been quite the week… So full, in fact, that I am starting a new series, called, you guessed it, FRIDAY FLASHBACK.
It’s a week in review…and I promise to share some tidbits for you too!

I met with my doctor on Monday and visited Portland for the first time — AND tasted the best ice cream I have ever had (we’re talking flavors like olive oil, pear and blue cheese!)
check out salt and straw fresh ice cream

I had a few breakthroughs — like planting a garden, oh my! Hey, I might not be over my fear of spiders completely but I have made some serious LOVEMORE FEARLESS progress!
join the home depot garden club

I watched Michelle Obama’s first Instagram Video.
follow flotus on instagram

I read this take on photography from Annie Leibovitz. In it, she addresses why the future of photography is bright.

“In this day and age of things moving so, so fast, we still long for things to stop, and we as a society love the still image. Every time there is some terrible or great moment, we remember the stills.” – ANNIE LEIBOVITZ
read the article about Annie here

Happy F*ing Friday!
Have a great weekend…

More tomorrow.
Lovemore {fearless}

{what was most meaningful to you this week?}

BLOG – GIFT DAY :: 178 getting dirty

27 Jun

Big day for me. A breakthrough, really. 
I got down and dirty!We planted a real garden today. And, I, she who hates to get dirty, despises getting mud on her clothing, HATES it when dirt sticks in between her toes….

Got down on hands and knees and dug up some dirt.

We planted:
– tomatoes (4 kinds!)
– squash
– broccoli
– cauliflower
– eggplant
– strawberries
– basil
– cilantro
– some sort of lemon plant
– blueberries

I even cut my toe on a stick and bled a bright red bundle of blood on that garden soil.

But I didn’t stop there. I stuck with it till the end, or at least until every single last pot was planted in the ground.

Now we water.
And wait…
And whisper… grow! grow! grow!

Abundance, I believe, is the operative word here.

More tomorrow.
Lovemore {fearless}

{how does your garden grow?}

BLOG – GIFT DAY 177 :: celebrating rights

26 Jun

Big day in the world. When in college, in the middle of a women’s studies class, it occurred to me that all the fear about gay marriage would someday seem as ridiculous as not allowing some people to vote or use a certain bathroom based on the color of their skin.

It felt inevitable. Love would win out, someday, somehow.

For me, at least, it all seemed so ridiculous . . . I mean, really, we have bigger issues in the world to tackle than figuring out who can marry whom. Like how about the economy, rising ocean tides, global warming, hunger, healing our communities, clean water, taking care of our littlest ones and our oldest ones … choose an issue because the list goes on and on.

Today, I woke up and realized, maybe that day has come.

I am reassured that domestic rights can be shared. I am hopeful that people of all walks of life can make the choices and share the things they want to share with the person they choose.

My celebration comes from a place of love for all of us — that we all have access to our dreams, our passions, our desires, our wildest adventures, our biggest wins, our most amazing performances, our incredible ideas that we turn into unforgettable, unique expressions of self — and we get to share it all with the person we love most.

And then get back to solving the big problems of the world.

More tomorrow.

Lovemore {fearless}

BLOG – GIFT DAY 176 :: a funny, good, brave life

25 Jun

I returned home today, to this: 
Justin swears that PUP was the one who wrote “Welcome Home” on the front step and picked the flowers and put them in water.

But, I know it was him. 

And, it was reassuring to come home to a place where I know I am loved and cared for. I can’t help but count my blessings — my ironic-how-can-this-happen-again blessings.

I mean, what are the odds of falling in love twice with the same person (twenty years later!). And, then, what are the odds of having that same person hold your hand through surgery with the big “C” hanging over your head.


Looks like we are in to break some records, or at least, beat those odds.

Yesterday, while meeting my new doctor in Oregon, I found myself playing the same patient role I remember so well — which involves me cracking jokes, being sarcastic and making light of all this serious stuff.

I can’t help myself. It’s like a reflex. 
I get all amped up and nervous and turn into some sort of terrible stand-up comic.

When my doctor first walked in the room she said, “Oh my goodness, you look like Gwyneth Paltrow!”

I rolled my eyes and laughed and made a joke. “I don’t mind, as long as she never does anything stupid, it’s a complement.”

And that’s when the jokes started vomiting out of my mouth. It’s my go-to coping mechanism. Like I said, I can’t help it.

My doctor walked me through the potential side effects of my upcoming surgery, including the potential damage to vocal cords which could lead to a raspy voice.

“You mean I could come out more sexy?” I raised my eyebrows with a grin.

She laughed, a kind, doctor type of sympathetic laugh, and said, “Never heard it put that way before.”

Then she turned on the machine next to me and began walking me through the ultrasound images of my thyroid nodules — the cave-like images on the screen.

“Now we turn on the doppler like images” she said as she showed me the bright, blinking red spots that indicate where blood and heat flow.

“Oh, look, it’s raining over Boston!” I exclaimed in my best weatherman voice.”

She laughed.
I immediately regretted it.

I then started wondering… what is wrong with me. “Shut up, already, Jamie!” my mind kept telling me. But the jokes didn’t stop there.

As she walked me through the rest of the side effects and her personal statistics from over 3,000 surgeries I dead panned, “You know, I write a daily blog, so this will be covered. No pressure.”

And then the reasonable voice inside my head scolded “Jamie. Just. Stop. Talking.”

Eventually, we got to the part where she asked me for a run down of my medical history. As I described the events of my life, the cancer, the surgeries, the treatments, et. al., she stopped writing notes and looked up at me.

“You were a very brave teenager and you are a very brave woman, Jamie.”

It took me off-guard. And I didn’t have any jokes left in me because I knew, somewhere inside my seventeen year-old heart and my thirty-nine year old brain that she is right.

I am brave. I have been brave. But it’s never been my choice. 

It seems to me that a brave soul would be the firefighter who runs into the flames to save someone else — because somewhere along the line it was their choice. A brave soul, it seems to me, is the one that had another option. And that, I have never known.

It is this unique “country club” as my doctor put it — that I belong to. The one where you don’t ask for permission to play, the one no one wants to belong to in the first place. But it’s mine. And, hey, if she wants to call me brave, I’ll take it. I’ll wear it as a badge of honor — because, really, we all should.

For whatever “country club” it may be that we accidentally joined.

I happen to be in the one that has “atypical cells, visible lumps, and childhood radiation.” It puts me in a club that has a 50% chance of thyroid cancer.

And that reminds me…
I once, not that long ago, had someone very close to me tell me that I had a “bad life” — seriously, I quote, those were her words. They were very hurtful, but now, in retrospect, I’m glad she said it.

Her words, as hurtful as they were, have made me realize I have had a great life, a fabulous journey, with some obvious bumps in the road.

But, don’t we all.

Because, that is, after all, LIFE as we know it. The good, the fabulous, the incredible — and a few lumps along the way.

So maybe I belong in a club of people who don’t have any other choice but to have surgery, and to deal with the genetic cells and cards they were dealt.

But that reminds me of another country club I belong to — the one where you fall in love with a boy, he holds your hand through cancer treatments at age seventeen and then he finds you again twenty years later only to hold your hand again — and carve pink hearts out of chalk on your front doorstep.

And, that’s a pretty brave thing to do.
No joke.
LOVEMORE. Fearless. For sure.

More tomorrow.

{thanks for your prayers – I feel, love, and appreciate you.}

BLOG – GIFT DAY 175 :: ice cream makes it better

24 Jun

Ice cream is almost magical in the summer.   

And, today, it totally made my day better. After seeing my new doctor and being giving the news that surgery is my next step (the thyroid has to go!) all I wanted to do was PIG OUT on some ice cream.

Salt and Straw to the rescue! 
This wasn’t just any ice cream — it was PEAR and BLUE CHEESE ice cream and a scoop of Woodblock chocolate too. Seriously one of the best culinary taste bud experiences I’ve ever had.

It’s so good, it almost makes having to return to Portland for an upcoming surgery sweet enough to swallow.

More tomorrow.

Lovemore {fearless}
{what is your fave ice cream flavor?}

BLOG – GIFT DAY 174 :: the art of the smile

23 Jun


Because smiles matter, right?I am so THRILLED to share this with you today. As you know, I am exploring the whole idea of ABUNDANCE for my promise this year.

So far, we have heard from some people I adore in the money, spirit, celebration, joy, health and wellness fields. And today, I am super excited to share another perspective.

A creative one.
A smiley one!

Today, I present  Bren Bataclan

Bren is a talented artist who started not just a painting career — but a smile crusade!

He began giving out paintings for FREE in Boston through the Smile Boston Project.

GOOD NEWS: you can now spot his paintings sitting on a park bench anywhere across the country as he takes his Smile Project coast to coast this summer.

I am a proud owner of a few smiley pieces myself, from when I first met Bren over 10 years ago:

His story is amazing — he even has some of his art pieces planned to go into outer space  Yes… OUTER SPACE.  Beam me up, Smiley! 

–> Click here to listen to the interview and find out how it all started. 
I wish you all abundance and smiles.

More tomorrow.

Lovemore {fearless}
{what does abundance mean to you?}

BLOG – GIFT DAY 173 :: homemade raspberry mint refresher

22 Jun

Can you guess what we did tonight?

Yup! More raspberries out of The Garden.
And mint.So Justin created this totally refreshing summer drink — we need to officially name it, for now, let’s just call it Mint Raspberry Refresher.It’s super easy to make — even I could make it. Fool proof.

Mint Raspberry Refresher

1 bowl of berries
1 handful of mint
ice cubes
1 packet of stevia

Blend in the blender until smooth.

It officially, officially, officially feels like summer now.

More tomorrow.

Lovemore {fearless}
{do you raspberry?}

BLOG – GIFT DAY 172 :: oh raspberry! recipes…

21 Jun

It’s summer! And the Garden is blooming. 
We pulled this out of The Garden today — an overflowing bowl of berries. We have so many, I’ve been looking for recipes to use them all up (before the berry bush produces even more!).

So, here’s what I’ve found around Pinterest and the web. Enjoy!

41 Raspberry Recipes

41 raspberry

Need some sweets? Check out this list from Miss Martha. Check out these 41, yes count that – fourty one! – recipes for the dear rasp.

molten chocolate cake with raspberry

molten chocolate cake

Fine Cooking shares this sweet treat. It could be called Death By Molten Chocolate with a little rasp on the side. But, man, it looks good.

stuffed raspberries

chocoloate chip inside

This treat is so sweet, I totally “get it” in one second with just a glance at the photo. Good thing too, because the website is in Russian, or something I cannot decipher. But these rasps look good in any language!

Happy summer eating!

More tomorrow.
Lovemore {fearless}
{do you have a fave berry treat?}

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