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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 8 – DAY 26 :: oh, joy, oh, birthday

26 Jan
{fun adventures}

Ah, birthdays. How I love thee. So much so I took the day off ….just to play!

Today was an adventure, a joy ride of sorts. After pampering myself at the salon I decided to go for a surprise adventure. Down a road, any road. And then Chuckanut Drive was right in front of me. So I took it.

With sweeping views of the bay.


And places to pull off the road to take photos and paths to walk.

Then I found myself in a little, tiny town called Edison. Oh, Edison, you are so quaint.

With yummy foods to eat!

The only problem was, after ordering my meal I was informed the cafe only took cash — or checks. Cash or checks? I usually have none of these things in my purse. Bank cards, yes. But cash? I had to check.

I scrounged through my wallet and pulled out six dollars. I was ten dollars short of a meal. And I was on my surprise adventure so I didn’t even think to bring my checkbook. It sat in my desk all the way back home.

“You can just mail us a check.” The beautiful young lady said to me with a smile.

“Mail?” I repeated. “Like …send you a check in the mail?”

“Yes!” She smiled and wrote the cafe’s address on the back of my receipt. “You’re good for it.”

Wow. What a birthday gift I thought to myself.
And then I thought… where am I?

This level of trust never happens in our modern world. Did Chuckanut Drive whisk me down a time machine portal and plant me back in the 1950’s? To a little town that still accepted cash and CHECKS. To a store clerk that just shrugged it off with an I.O.U. handshake for a future check to be sent via SNAIL MAIL?

As I ate my avocado toast (which tasted simply divine) I counted my lucky stars and the minutes on the clock before the cafe closed. I was the last customer they would serve on this day.

Then I popped across the street to another artful adventure. A yarn studio.

Actually, I’m not really sure what to call it — but it was artful and beautiful and all made of yarns and silks. With my newfound joy of crocheting, I asked the artist all about her yarns and was mesmerized by the process.

We compared notes on yarn and I told her about the “finger” crochet blanket I am attempting. We laughed about the insatiable, irresistible pull a skein of yarn can have on one’s heart. And the need to finish just …One. More. Row.

Then she hugged me goodbye. She hugged me. Physically hugged me. And I hugged her back. What a surprising little store and friend to make over the beauty of art.

She told me to stop at the bread store before leaving town. So I did. Afterall, she hugged me. I trusted her advice. And she said that this store had the best bread in the entire state of Washington.

The bread store was also a quaint throwback to a simpler time. Packed with cookies and pastries and loaves of bread with an open bakery to watch all the action behind it all. I picked up a gluten-free treat and headed to the counter to check out.

As I stood in line I saw a sign that said, “Cash or Check Only.”
Seriously? With all my cash gone and an I.O.U. already in my wallet, I put my cookie back on the shelf. Saving it for another day.

As I left the little town of Edison, I stumbled upon a Blueberry patch.

And a crop of birds!

But the best part of the day, and my adventure was coming home. To a dinner out with Justin and a surprise dessert tray delivered by our waiter.

It included a little white box and two cards.
The first card was from Pup and Brady (of course!)
And the second was from Justin.

The white box contained a jewelry box and these gorgeous, one-of-a-kind earrings. Which is the best complement to a flourless chocolate torte that a girl could ask for!

All in all, the day was more than a joy ride. It was a surprise joy ride.
And aren’t those the best kind?

Just like life is, really.
We may never know what’s around the next turn, but with a few hugs and maybe an I.O.U. here and there, we can make it through with flying colors.

And, of course, tons of joy.

More tomorrow…

Lovemore,
Jamie

{joy ride}
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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 7 – KINDNESS  DAY 102 :: birthday kindness

15 Apr

Pup.

Pup turned sixteen today. He’s the Number One dog around here – marked with the shape of a number one on his chest in a patch of white fur.

It’s more than a moniker for his highness or a mark on his chest. It is his essence. He is a sweet boy, as kind (and stubborn) as they come. Ironically his birthday is on Tax Day, April 15. He is the kindest part of this day, every year.

Today he had his most favorite of adventures – a car ride to the park, a sniff along the shore, and a walk down the boardwalk to meet and greet all sorts of people.

As part of our annual tradition, today was also The Pinning Ceremony – the day we pin the new number on his chest. A tradition since his 10th birthday. It’s just a paper cutout of a number taped to his chest long enough to snap a photo while we feed him treats.

Today, we pinned a six next to his one. Sweet Sixteen.
So sweet it is.


He loves it.
So do we.

He was lost and found. Left on the side of an Oregon highway in a box with a bunch of puppy sisters. Found by Justin. Loved by us both.

Happy Birthday, dear Pup. You teach us kindness every single day. And also, how to be stubborn and get what you want. The perfect blend if you ask me!

More tomorrow….
Lovemore,
Jamie

{sweet}
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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 7 – KINDNESS  DAY 27 :: 4-letter friday

27 Jan

GOOD.

It’s 4-letter word Friday! Diane, the queen of this game, the one who introduced me to it, sent me a birthday wish yesterday. It said:

“May your birthday and all your days be filled with love, help, hope, kind acts, pals, fair play and good time(s)”

I have to hand it to her.. she is GOOD at this game!  So tonight, I am celebrating the 4-letter word GOOD.

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As in good friends, good food, good flowers, good gifts, good drinks, good gracious I had a birthday this week! And that reminds me of this:

We have to celebrate the GOOD times. It’s the KIND thing to do. That brings us to the next Kindness Challenge.

Kindness Challenge #4: Celebrate
If you choose to accept this challenge, please join me in

  • Celebrate the GOOD in life!
  • Who can you celebrate?
  • What can you celebrate?

More tomorrow.
Lovemore,
Jamie

{celebrating?}
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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 7 – KINDNESS  DAY 26 :: birthday

26 Jan

Kindness.

I am in awe. Mostly at the kindness that birthdays bring in out in everyone I know. I am so thankful and grateful for the text messages, facebook posts, calls, messages, and all the ways that I have been reached today. And touched.

It is the gift of being seen and remembered. Is there anything better?

It reminds me in this year of Intentional Acts of Kindness that gifts and kindness come in many forms (money, love, care, listening, seeing, honoring). Not all are seen or heard but all are felt, deeply, with the heart.

Here’s to another trip around the sun. Thank you for being here with me. I feel you. I see you. I hope you know how much you mean to me.
More tomorrow.
Lovemore,
Jamie

P.S.  Kindness Challenge #3: Patience
If you choose to accept this challenge, please join me in

  • Breathing kindness in and out
  • Waiting and knowing that all is lining up perfectly for you
  • Be kind. Your timing is divine.

{seen?}
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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 7 – KINDNESS  DAY 25 :: kindness is…

25 Jan

Grits. Guts. Grace.

On the eve of my birthday I realize this:
It takes a lot of guts to get older. Some Grit, Guts and Grace. Getting older is not child’s play is it?

Not that I consider myself old by any stretch of the imagination. I still feel like a small spark in the universe expanding at light speed.

But tonight as I reflect on my birthday, and that little spark that came to be me, I am curious about kindness. Wondering what is the kindest thing I could possibly do to honor this day ahead.

I will go to the spa for a little treat – that is already in the works.
I will reflect on my mom and dad, the two who are kindly responsible.

But I am also reflecting on that inner part of me that never wants to grow up. The part that wants to learn, grow, expand, and soak up everything around her like a sponge…because this world is so big in so many ways and there just doesn’t seem to be enough time to get to ALL of it.

It seems like that might be the kindest gift I can give myself. To always be on the lookout for growth. And a little bit of that Grit, Guts and Grace.

More tomorrow.
Lovemore,
Jamie

P.S.  Kindness Challenge #3: Patience
If you choose to accept this challenge, please join me in

  • Breathing kindness in and out
  • Waiting and knowing that all is lining up perfectly for you
  • Be kind. Your timing is divine.

{grace?}
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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 7 – KINDNESS  DAY 24 :: patience and breathing

24 Jan

Oh, Doggies.

Today two little doggies taught me patience. And how to breathe.

I caught Pup all curled up next to his bed chewing on something. Something plastic. As I looked closer I saw it was a candle lighter. A butane candle lighter and the end was chewed off. Plastic shards sat on the carpet. Brady looked up from across the room like he wasn’t the one who snagged it from on top of the counter in the first place.

Then I freaked out. And called Jaynane (a nurse) who told me to call the Vet. The Vet told me they would call me back because they to research it since they had never had this happen before with any of their patients. (Oy. Vey).

Then Pup vomited.
Then I called the Vet back to report the dog vomited.
Then I called my Dad.
Then the Vet called back and I hung up with my Dad.
The Vet told me to watch for signs of lethargy since the dog already vomited they would induce it again. Then they gave me the emergency after hours number and wished me luck.

I called my Dad back. He reminded me of the “fun” of dog ownership.
Then I called my Medicine Woman.

And somewhere in the middle of all that my new Apple Watch that was silently sitting on my left arm (an early birthday gift) began to buzz. The screen lit up and it said, “Breathe”.

Then I laughed. Out loud.
And then I remembered that patience and breathing go hand in hand. Even if it takes a reminder from the watch that sits on your hand.

Breathing… is a form of kindness.

More tomorrow.
Lovemore,
Jamie

P.S.  Kindness Challenge #3: Patience
If you choose to accept this challenge, please join me in

  • Breathing kindness in and out
  • Waiting and knowing that all is lining up perfectly for you
  • Be kind. Your timing is divine.

{breathing?}
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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 6 – YOGA DAY 134 :: happy being

15 May

Day 134: Happy.

How lovely to spend the day with family. Celebrating on the bay. Honoring Pup and Brady’s Big Papi with some Red Sox love. Tickets that is. For August. In Seattle. All for David Ortiz and our love of Boston.

And Justin, of course. The Birthday Boy.

It’s just one of the many things I love most about this guy. He is royally loyal. He loves what he loves, deeply and more enthusiastically than anyone else in the world. The Patriots. The Red Sox. Pearl Jam. His Family. Pup. Brady. And me. Probably not in that order.

But regardless of who comes first on that short list of deep affection, I feel so blessed to be on that list. It’s a gift to be loved so unconditionally and fully by another human being. Quite possibly the best gift of all.

I hope, dear Justin, you feel that gift coming back your way from everyone on the list. I can speak for most people anyway, when I say, we love you. As far as Eddie Vedder and Tom Brady go, well… you might have to ask them directly. And Big Papi, you’ll see him in August.

Birthdays are beautiful things, really. How wonderful to have a day to celebrate being here. Just being. Ah… and that’s the yoga talking.

Happy being day.

More tomorrow.
Lovemore,
Jamie

{being?}
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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 6 – YOGA DAY 105 :: birthday happy

15 Apr

Day 105: Pup.

Pup officially turned fifteen years young today. And Pup sure makes the aging process look graceful.

He can still run and bound with the best of them. And most of the time this is the view I see, as I try to keep up with him.

The little whippersnapper.

And in honor of Pup Almighty I am sharing the 15 Things I Love Most about our #1 Pup.

  1. His array of nicknames: Pupper. Pupperoni. Pupsy. Pup-Pup. #1 Pup. Pupperdoodle.
  2. His love of tennis balls.
  3. His ability to find the softest and most comfortable space in any place, house or car.
  4. His sniffer. It’s world class. He should have been a sommelier.
  5. How he shares his dog bed and lets Brady lay on top of him.
  6. The way he perks his ears up when you say his favorite words (Outside. Treat. Hungry)
  7. The funny little groan he makes when you rub his ears.
  8. His love of kitties. He watches for them out the window but then doesn’t know what to do when one gets close.
  9. He will pose for photos. Literally hold a pose.
  10. How he falls asleep with one paw straight up in the air.
  11. Watching him run in his dreams, legs running, nose snoring.
  12. His demands. He paws at my leg when he wants to go outside. He gets what he wants, when he wants it. He’s determined.
  13. How he tells on Brady, when Brady has done something he shouldn’t have done.
  14. All the memories we have together: the road trips, from the Vineyard to Florida, Oregon, Massachusetts, Washington.
  15. The patch of white fur on his chest in the shape of a #1.

That’s our Pupper.
And we love him.

More tomorrow.
Lovemore,
Jamie

P.S. Yoga up next!


{happy}

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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 6 – YOGA DAY 26 :: birthday yoga

26 Jan

Day 26. The Answer to the Ultimate Question of Life, The Universe, and Everything.

Birthday. Birth. Rebirth. 42.


(this was breakfast!)

Today I’m thinking about birthdays. And birth. And rebirth. And what this 42nd year holds. It is my favorite number! My basketball number! The magical 42.

If you type “what is the meaning of life the universe and everything” into Google it will send you the answer: 42.

And…according to Wikipedia 42 is the angle rounded to whole degrees for which a rainbow appears.

Meaning of Life? Rainbows? Universe? Everything! This sounds good.

So it seems I might be entering the magic. Bring on the magic universe! And a few rainbows. But first… I need to do some birthday yoga…(there might be cake afterwards!).

More tomorrow.
Lovemore,
Jamie

{magic?}
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JAMIE’S BLOG – DAY 26 :: what if everything went right?

26 Jan
I started off my day with a birthday surprise…  a beautiful message from my Aunt sitting on my iPhone which I read while sitting in the bathroom trying to wake up to another year.  It said, “I like to think of you and Amy standing 3 1/2 feet tall and needing your hair braided. Celebrate and have a blissful birthday!”

It’s hard to believe I was ever only three and a half feet tall. I feel like I was born standing at a full six feet, hitting my head on door jams, tripping over my own feet, you know, the stuff that tall girls are made of. Of course I’ve grown out of that awkwardness… mostly…but there are few people in my life that remember braiding my hair. It felt like a hug in the most wonderful way.

And then these Gorgeous Flowers arrived!

And then I opened up this Bracelet that arrived in the mail! 

And then I remembered that it is Brady’s birthday too. Or at least the closest that we know of…. he’s now three. THREE!

I also traced over a new saying on my chalkboard to further solidify this next  year of my life. It says… “What if everything went right?”

And somewhere in the middle of all that, and the everyday regular Monday conference calls of planning and work and to do lists, I thought of my Mama Sling. 

My birthday is really “her” day in so many ways. I have spent most of my life intoxicated with the idea that my birthday is all about me, you know the candles, the wishes, the presents. But really, I can’t imagine what she went through on that day. A day of birth that was really about her dreams, full of anticipation and doctors, of plans and preparation for herself as a mother and the baby she carried for nine months to ultimately usher into this world with a bang. I broke her tailbone.

I wish I could hear her tell me the story all over again about the day I was born. This time I would listen and and hear it from her perspective, see it through her eyes, and appreciate the life that she created for me. And then, of course, I might ask her to braid my hair.

Because in those moments, everything went right. And there’s something I know that is beyond true:  the more we focus on that which is right the more we receive it.

So here’s to a year of everything going right.
What if?  

More tomorrow. 
Lovemore,
Jamie

 {what if everything went right with you?}
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