Archive | November, 2015

JAMIE’S BLOG – DAY 330 :: blissful memories

30 Nov

Today’s bliss…memories. 

It’s a magical season right now. I can feel it in my bones. It’s also that season that conjures up memories of December days and the ghosts of Christmas Past.

So it is with a full and heavy heart that I say goodnight to one more memory and a magical soul. My dear Aunt B., a graceful and gorgeous 96-year old. 
 
  

She inspired me in so many ways. From the time I was a little girl, visiting her house on the edge of the golf course. She let us hunt for lost golf balls and collect buckets of someone else’s errant drives. I think she made us believe we were getting away with something, breaking the rules. She made it seem fun. In retrospect we were probably doing her a favor! 

Back then, I didn’t know the difference. I just knew she was fun. And funny. I thought she was teasing, literally teasing me when she offered me hard liquor for a cough stuck in my kid throat. She wasn’t kidding. It was some old fashioned remedy. One that tasted worse that cough syrup. But I still remember the twinkle in her eye when she offered it to me. She may have even giggled too. 

I wonder if this young girl, once a Blue Bird, thought she would live to be ninety-six? It’s marvelous, really. And so was she. The last time I saw her she was all dressed up in her pearls. And beautiful. Always beautiful. 

The last time I held her hand I knew it would be the last. As it was with the last hug I gave my mother. Because when the heavens call, it’s time to fly.

So fly on dear Blue Bird, fly!  You have so many here that love you. I can still feel the squeeze of your hand, and I swear I can almost hear you giggling too.

May bliss find you.
Right where you are.
And may we all remember to live while we are alive.

More tomorrow.
Lovemore,
Jamie
{feel alive?}
#lovemoredomore

JAMIE’S BLOG – DAY 329 :: december is coming

29 Nov

Today’s bliss…a lazy Sunday.

And when I say lazy, I mean L.A.Z.Y. Granted, we didn’t arrive home until after 2AM. And I don’t really remember the last time that happened. Although my body has been reminding me all day what it feels like when that happens. The dogs however reminded me what it feels like to be woken up at 7AM even when I didn’t go to sleep until well after 3AM.

Thus, I have been in my pajamas all day.

That aside, there’s something lovely about not really being able to move on a Sunday after a holiday. Not getting out of PJ’s. Not having the energy to even read a book or check my email. Only the sound of football humming in the background as a reminder that it’s a winter Sunday on the eve of a December month.

And that ringing in between my ears seems to be saying…
The holidays are coming!
The holidays are coming! 

And…that other voice inside of me is whispering….
Can I go to bed yet?

Such is December.
Such is bliss.

More tomorrow.
Lovemore,
Jamie
{happy december}
#lovemoredomore

JAMIE’S BLOG – DAY 328 :: blissful night

29 Nov

Today’s bliss…a late night and christmas lights. 

It was our first annual Festival of Trees and we are home L.A.T.E.
So is this blog.
But it was so worth it.

Oh yeah, and Santa is Watching….
Bliss.

More tomorrow.
Lovemore,
Jamie
{festive?}
#lovemoredomore

JAMIE’S BLOG – DAY 327 :: blissful sun

27 Nov

Today’s bliss…a sunset. 

And a clear day.

Gorgeous.

Thankful.

More tomorrow.
Lovemore,
Jamie
{sunshine?}
#lovemoredomore

JAMIE’S BLOG – DAY 326 :: bliss bust

26 Nov

Today’s bliss…trying.

So, the pie….

Turns out it was not all the that. The crust was sort of dry, and the wheat flour that we had at ten o’clock last night was not quite “right”. (That’s another flour story for another day that has to do with Safeway and no electricity… but anyhoooo, back to the pie).

While the insides tasted sweet, they were just too candy-pecaned much for most human tongues, unless you’re three-years old and will eat anything, including straight sugar out of the box. I almost ate one whole pie piece because, well, I think that’s my punishment for making it in the first place…

But that’s only because we were able to cut through the crusted-over top shelf that formed during the baking process, requiring a heavy kitchen knife to slice through the surface. A laser beam would have been more efficient. 

And while on the surface it seems like a bust, it’s really a bliss. Because last night during our evening escapade to make this pie appear and then today during the final process of tasting pie to tongue, I couldn’t help but think fondly of my mother. 

St. Mama Sling.

She would have been tickled to death at the thought that I was in the kitchen. Her daughter, the one who vowed to NEVER, EVER learn how to cook, made a pie. For Thanksgiving. She would have laughed and teased and reminded me over and over that I should have paid attention while she had been trying to teach me how to cook and bake and prepare a holiday meal. But I didn’t. 

So the pie was pretty awful. Hard on the outside. Too sweet on the inside. Hard to cut through. Difficult to swallow. But totally worth it. Because I tried.

And Mama Sling would be so proud. 

And that reminds me…It’s kind of similar to the best parts of life. Whether it be a holiday or regular day. Even if it’s pretty awful. Hard on the outside. Too sweet on the inside. Hard to cut through. Difficult to swallow. But totally worth it.

Just trying is all that matters.
And for that I am grateful.

More tomorrow.
Lovemore,
Jamie
{great-full?}
#lovemoredomore

JAMIE’S BLOG – DAY 325 :: bliss -full- holiday

25 Nov

Today’s bliss…a holiday pie. 

I attempted something new tonight. A pie. Not just a pie but my mother’s pie crust and a pecan pie filling.

And I have been attempting that pie since 6PM.

First, I made an emergency trip to the store to buy a pie pan. It turns out I only own a cake pan. And it seemed silly to make a pie in a cake pan. So, Grocery Outlet to the rescue. Thank you. Done!

Then, there was a call to my sister. To confirm that the crust was setting up correctly. I texted her photos. She walked me through it over the phone and recommended a little milk. As I reached into the refrigerator for milk the phone dropped and hit the kitchen floor. And then the screen went blank.

It was now 8PM on the eve of Thanksgiving. I knew nothing would be open on Thanksgiving Day so I packed up my purse and broken phone and headed to Verizon. While driving there I got lost (of course, this is still a new town to me!). This is when I realized that I cannot navigate the world without Siri and my phone.

Around 8:30 I zoomed into the Verizon parking lot. An hour later I left with two new phones. BTW: Verizon is having a buy one get one free sale for those Black Friday shoppers out there.

Back to the pie. I have no idea how this thing is going to taste. But I know this. It’s now 11:41PM. We have two new phones, one pie coming out of the oven and a few too many glasses of wine.

Happy Holidays. Happy Eating. Happy Bliss.
Oh yeah! And this….Don’t forget to call someone you love.

More tomorrow. 
Lovemore,
Jamie
{who you gonna call?}
#lovemoredomore

JAMIE’S BLOG – DAY 324 :: bliss full face

24 Nov

Today’s bliss…this face. 

We couldn’t find a hat today. We looked all over for that hat today. Under the bed, inside closets, under shelves, the scarf and glove pile, the shoe racks, the bathroom, the bedroom, the office.

Turns out Brady had it all along. Hidden under his dog bed, inside the crevices of the mattress.  

Which brings me to this: You always find what you’re looking for in the last place you look. 

More tomorrow. 
Lovemore,
Jamie
{don’t stop looking}
#lovemoredomore

JAMIE’S BLOG – DAY 323 :: bliss this

23 Nov

Today’s bliss…Monday, Monday, Monday.

As in Monday Night Football. And Monday of Thanksgiving Week! And that means tomorrow is Tuesday (sometimes the best part of Monday is moving on to another day.)

And for that I am grateful.

More tomorrow. 
Lovemore,
Jamie

{grateful?}
#lovemoredomore

JAMIE’S BLOG – DAY 322 :: blissful song

22 Nov

Today’s bliss…this song.

I heard the song for the first time tonight at a yoga class.

It sent chills down my spine.

I’ve decided to be happy
I’ve decided to be glad
I’ve decided to be grateful for all I ever had
I’ve decided to let go of all this pain tonight

I’ve decided to let go of all these demons inside

I know I am blessed
I know all I ever wanted was this
I know I don’t need more
I’ve got what I came for

I’ve replayed it many times.

I’ve decided to be open to the little voice inside
Telling me I am beautiful it’s ok to be alive
I’ve decided to be kinder to myself when I feel sad
I’ve decided to be grateful for all I ever had

I know I am blessed
I know all I ever wanted was this
I know don’t need more
I’ve got what I came for

It speaks to every moment of bliss that I know.

I’ve decided to be happy
I’ve decided to be glad
I’ve decided to be grateful for all I ever had
I’ve decided to let go of all this pain tonight
I’ve decided to let go of all these demons inside

I know I am blessed
I know all I ever wanted was this
I know don’t need more
I’ve got what I came for

I’ve decided to be open to the little voice inside
Telling me I am beautiful it’s ok to be alive
I’ve decided to be kinder to myself when I feel sad
I’ve decided to be grateful for all I ever had

It’s a beautiful song.
And it’s a good reminder to live with bliss inside.

More tomorrow. 
Lovemore,
Jamie

{what’s your bliss?}
#lovemoredomore

JAMIE’S BLOG – DAY 321 :: blissful macy’s

21 Nov

Today’s bliss…new shoes.

Isn’t it ironic? Don’t you think?
My first year of this blog was a promise not to shop…. and now, today, my totally blissful moment was just that … shopping.

I still don’t shop the way I used to… but occasionally, I find a moment here or there where I am in the hunt. Going after the find. And have landed in a place called Super Saturday Sale at Macy’s.

Believe me, I know there’s so much more to life than just finding beautiful things… but I have to admit, sometimes, I still find myself smitten. And I’m in love.

With these new shoes. They are just so fun. And pretty darn comfortable for heels.

And because I couldn’t decide if I will wear a floorlength blue dress or a black dress or a purple dress (oh, the pressure!) they will essentially go (or classily clash) with everything.

The bonus?! Mr. Shoe Department at Macy’s ran them through the price checker and they were 50% off…. a whole twenty four dollars.

Sold. To the woman with bliss all over her face.
And her feet.

More tomorrow. 
Lovemore,
Jamie

{shopping?}
#lovemoredomore
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