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JAMIE’S BLOG – DAY 250 :: sunday blunders

13 Sep
Words to the Wise:
Spraying deodorant into one’s hair does not create the same result as spraying detangler into one’s hair.

I’m not sure exactly how I grabbed the wrong bottle out of the bathroom today. Most likely I was in a hurry and moving too fast. But I can honestly say, spray deodorant, while it smells lovely, does not help detangle hair.

It will, however, create greasy locks. And a lot of laughter. So, hey, if that’s the look you’re going for, I highly recommend it. Otherwise…. look before your spray.

That is all.

More tomorrow.
 {blissfully blundered?}

JAMIE’S BLOG – DAY 97 :: worst mistake ever

9 Apr


This blog is always the last thing I do at night. I never really know what I’m going to write until I start typing. I think I know exactly what I’m going to say or share  …and it changes as soon as my fingers touch the computer keys.

Sometimes the writing feels completely inspired. Some nights it’s a huge struggle to finish a coherent sentence before my eyelids fall asleep right before my very eyes. And other nights it feels like pure channeling. I never really know what words are going to land on this screen in front of me.

But tonight, I saw a headline that made me stop:

The night I spent in jail showed me why
mistakes inspire the best ideas.
 by Richard Branson.

It popped into my inbox. I clicked. I read the article. Fascinating. And it has me asking… Can our biggest blunders lead to our biggest bliss? 

I’ve made enough mistakes to know they can be guides, if only we listen, learn and live differently.

So tonight I’m wondering if maybe those are really not mistakes but Bliss Blunders? A sliver of something better whispering, knocking, crashing down the door to a better something just waiting on the other side?

Knock. Knock.

More tomorrow.

  {your biggest bliss blunder?}

Day 264: f*ing friday :: freeway fright

21 Sep

Today continues the weekly series, F*ing Fridays, which will coincidentally occur on Friday. In Year One, I mentioned some of my favorite F words back on Day 5, including: Fearless, Fabulous, Fine, Fun, Faith, Freedom, Forgiveness, to name a Few.

Last week I dove into the words Funny Things

Today’s F*ing Friday is dedicated to the word:
Freeway Fright

As in, I think I’m going to throw up.

I just got out of a cab that swerved in and out of every single car between JFK and West 57th.


My stomach is still turning from the tumultuous ride.


But in New York, I am, and headed to OMEGA we soon will be!

The car ride made me think of all the things I am (still) afraid of…

  • Like the swerving in between cars and trucks and SUVs…
  • Like the ENORMOUS spider that crawled under Brady’s kennel yesterday…
  • Like making mistakes…

I am working on these big ones. And, I have made huge progress this year.

1) I calmly rolled down my window in the crazy cab ride and just let the wind hit my face (instead of gripping for dear life)

2) I calmly asked Justin to remove the spider instead of chasing after it with a death weapon (a.k.a. my shoe)


3) I have to admire the way I handled last Friday’s F-up with our dinner reservation. Sure, I made a mistake, but it was nothing we couldn’t recover from. In fact, I think it made the whole night even better in it’s own f*ing way.

Here’s to being fearless… 
One step at a time. 

Have a great weekend!

Day 47: a love letter to mistakes, part II

16 Feb

Tonight continues my commitment to more love and less fear this year.  For February, I am writing a love letter each day.  Tonight is dedicated to …mistakes.

Dear Mistakes, (yes, again):  

I have to remember the power of the written word.

I shouldn’t be surprised that I made a mistake today, after writing you a love note last night.

But, I was.

All day long, I was giddy with excitement to go see Marianne Williamson speak live, right here in Naples.  I have read her books, I have followed her online and I have been moved by her writing.

I even packed the latest book, A Course In Weight Loss, in my purse with hope that Marianne would sign it for me.

I should have been tipped off by the dim lit parking lot as I pulled into the Unity Church driveway.

I definitely knew something was wrong when I saw only three other cars parked neatly in rows – a clear sign that nothing was going on within miles of the place.

As I opened my car door I saw another woman getting out of her car at the same time.

“Is this where the Marianne Williamson event is tonight?” I asked.

“The what?” she replied.

“Marianne Williamson?” I sheepishly repeated, knowing I was definitely in the wrong place.

“Oh, yes!” My hope returned as her face lit up.

“She’ll be here in March,” the kind woman replied as my heart sank.

“March?” I said out loud, half embarrassed for getting the date wrong and partly feeling like March was an eternity away.

I suppose right here is where I say, “thank you dear Mistakes” for reminding me that we all make them — continually.

But, I think I’m ready to move on to new topic.


P.S. Marianne, I will see you in March!

Day 46: a love letter to mistakes

15 Feb

Tonight continues my commitment to more love and less fear this year.  For February, I am writing a love letter each day.  Tonight is dedicated to …mistakes.

Dear Mistakes:  

Oh, how I loathe you!  Oh, how I love you!

It’s a love/hate relationship with you, dear Mistakes.

You sting and burn and hurt so much in the moment.  And, yet, you always end up teaching me something I didn’t know about myself.

How is that you always turn out to be the smarter one — so wrong in the moment, yet so right when it is all said and done.

It’s as if, in some odd way, you don’t really exist. Like you are eternally misunderstood.

I suppose we could rename you. What about …happy accidents?  Blessings in disguise?  A better way?  Surprise enlightenment?

No matter what we call you, I think you’re pretty special in your own crafty way.
Don’t let anyone tell you different.


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