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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 9 – DAY 186 :: trust yourself

5 Jul


It’s already a hot, steamy morning here. Happy July 5th. We are escaping the confines of a broken air conditioner to head toward the coast and see a few mansions in Newport. Before we go I was inspired to post my blog early…. like waaaaaaay early for me, in the morning.

I usually post at night, after the rhythms of the day have caught up with me and my mind has had time to process the message of the moment. Because I made a promise to myself. It includes posting a blog every single day. It’s nine years later.

I have done this for almost a decade now. Not every day is spectacular or includes fireworks (like last night). Not every message is profound or life-changing, although some have been (like the time I survived three surgeries in 8 months). Not every day has been adventurous (hello, swimming with sharks) or beautiful (thank you, grand canyon) or transitional (goodbye east coast, hello west coast, hello again east coast). But I have been here every single day now. 

I only bring this up because I intrinsically understand the power behind a promise. So when I read this article this morning, “The Science of Developing Mental Toughness” I nodded my head in agreement.  

“Mental toughness comes down to your habits. It’s about doing the things you know you’re supposed to do on a more consistent basis. It’s about your dedication to daily practice and your ability to stick to a schedule.”
– James Clear 

Mental toughness is also about trusting yourself to show up for yourself, by yourself, when no one else is looking or cares. It is a daily practice (whether you blog or not).

Of course, it feels good to have a little help from our friends and cheerleaders and supporters too. But, mental toughness, I have learned is sticking to the calling in your heart even when no one believes in you, or understands you, or follows you. In fact, it might be most profound when they do not.

So here’s the dream in your heart and the persistence in your head. You got this! 

Trust me!
More tomorrow.


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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 8 – DAY 179 :: joyous occasions

28 Jun
{first anniversary}

It’s hard to believe our pop up, surprise wedding was a year ago today. And boy what a day that was!

A mere year ago. Seems like yesterday in so many ways, and already a decade ago in others. Tonight we celebrate not by looking back but by looking forward. We have a new adventure in the works – including a move to Boston.

Hello Beantown, here we come.

More to share soon on that one, but on a night like tonight, I am excited about the playbook of adventures we call “married life” and our promise we made to each other a year ago, to be the adventure of a lifetime for each other.

Joy is certainly keeping the adventure going… and I know we have even more joy ahead.

May joy be your guidepost.

More tomorrow…



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JAMIE’S BLOG – DAY 280 :: fearless help

12 Oct
Today’s Bliss…..moving in.

It’s our first night in our new state of being. New place. New state.

And I couldn’t have done it without so much help. From friends and family and a few people in between. Asking for help isn’t always easy for me… It feels like towing a blurry line between being too needy and too whiny, of which I hate to be either. And yet, it feels so incredibly good to have support.

And that reminds me of this:
My friend Diane loves four letter words. It’s a game she plays. And tonight I’m reflecting on the four letters that spell H.E.L.P. Asking for help isn’t always easy, but it makes my life so much easier.

So tonight, I’m reminded that there’s a bit of love and bit of fearlessness in both giving and accepting assistance. And maybe that’s partly what bliss is made of?

So thank you – friends and family – you know who you are.

And I love you dearly.
Lovemore. Fearless.

More tomorrow.


BLOG – GIFT DAY 140 :: 30 days of love: finding home

20 May

NOTE: I wrote this blog post today before knowing about the tragic events in Oklahoma. My heart and prayers are with all families and loved ones in need right now. This loss of life is devastating  And the loss of home is tragic. May we all give, share, and pray for love, hope, and home for everyone. 
It’s DAY 10 over here of the 30 Days of Love. We’ve already had two yummy recipes and a week-long Giveaway, some treats, a sneeze, some wise words to the Class of 2013, and now…

Some news.
A week from now, we move.
We are moving to the West Coast.
We’re headed west.
It’s exciting, thrilling, overwhelming, beautiful, peaceful and everything else that comes with a new adventure.
But before we go, before we leave the East Coast, I have something to say.
Thank you.
An Ode to the East Coast.
Thank you for teaching me to:
– ride a subway train
– pay rent
– hail a cab
– cook my own food
– start my own entrepreneurial start-up
– close down my own entrepreneurial start-up
– work for a huge, international company
– work for a tiny, local company
– work for myself
– make friends
– make commitments
– make mistakes
– make lots and lots of mistakes
– recover and try again
And, especially, thank you to the one and only Boston.

Thank you Boston… 
for showing me that it’s okay to root for a team with an 86-year losing streak. Because you never know when the right amount of magic and the perfect combination of crazy will come together to turn an underdog into a champion.
Thank you Boston… 
for showing me how to stay strong.
Through a most agonizing divorce, an unexpected lay off, and a temporary loss of hope, all the way through the most horrific April day Boylston Street has ever seen. You have always been strong. Your people have always rallied. Whether it is around each other, around a cause, or around this beautiful city with an incomprehensible street grid.
Thank you Boston… 
for beautiful spring days, warm sandy beaches, and wicked cold winter nights.
Thank you Boston…
for teaching me how to drive aggressively, nudge (I mean bump) my way into a parallel parking spot, and drive on the side of the highway (where there really isn’t a lane) between the hours of 4 – 6pm.
Thank you Boston…
for the laughter with lifelong friends – smart, witty, sharp, funny, brilliant, amazingly irreplaceable friends – and some of the most loyal people a girl could “evah” know.
Thank you Boston… 
for taking care of this Idaho girl as she departed college, got a job, got a clue, and jumped head first into this so-called adult “hood”
Thank you Boston…
for the memories.
More tomorrow,
Lovemore (fearless),

{Prayers for Oklahoma}

Day 329: lovemore monday :: we’ve only just begun

26 Nov

As you know, I entered this year determined to be fearless. But, I don’t want more fear or less in my life.  I want more love.  So I made up a new word, lovemore!   That’s why Lovemore Mondays are here.

Today’s Lovemore Monday is a love story called We’ve Only Just Begun.

As in, moving. 

It has nothing to do with Cyber Monday.
Today has been more like Manic Monday, because:

  • The storage unit is now empty.
  • The car is full.
  • We are packed.

Even though we have yet to pull the car onto the highway and head north, I feel like our journey is already underway.

Most important:
I feel like Justin and I are closer and more connected from this trip than ever before.

And I have known this man since I was seventeen!
But never before have I been more impressed with his ability to:

  • deal with uncertainty
  • pack a car “Tetris Style”
  • deal with my constant stream of questions
  • be unwaveringly flexible in the midst of a small, mini car crisis
  • problem solve through our small, mini crisis
  • choose really great music for this long, long drive
  • make me laugh and giggle all along the way

And we’re only half way there, the driving starts tomorrow.
We’ve only just begun. 

I guess I like thinking about our relationship in those terms too.

Sure, he’s seen me through some of my biggest fears:

  • surviving cancer
  • surviving a divorce
  • too many cross country trips to name
  • swimming with sharks
  • rafting the Grand Canyon
  • moving

But he’s seen me through some of my best times too:

  • surviving cancer
  • surviving a divorce
  • too many cross country trips to name
  • swimming with sharks
  • rafting the Grand Canyon
  • moving

We’ve done it all together.
And it still feels like we’ve only just begun.

And that’s why, on this Lovemore Monday….
I. Love. It.

Day 328: the right stuff or too much stuff!

25 Nov

If ever there was something to test my lovemore attitude, it’s packing.
And moving.

We awoke in Jacksonville after the most amazing birthday celebration for Justin (6 months late!) at the Eddie Vedder concert.  Eddie played solo for 2 and 1/2 hours last night with a little duet or two with Glen Hansard. AMAZING.

As one headline wrote: Eddie Vedder proves to Jacksonville crowd that a ukulele can rock

It was pretty incredible — and that’s coming from a girl who usually passes on concerts just to avoid getting beer spilled on her clothes. Sad but true.

We then drove six hours to Naples, only to spend the day in our storage unit….. PACKING.


For a girl who gave up shopping for one entire year, I have a lot of stuff. And stuff. And stuff. The question is: is it the right stuff?

Signing off for the night……

Trying to keep my lovemore attitude. 







Day 327: who knew? eddie vedder and a jacksonville spectactular

24 Nov

It’s November. It’s Small Business Saturday.
It’s Justin’s birthday — six months late!

Which means we’re here in Jacksonville, Florida celebrating Justin’s birthday, getting ready for the Eddie Vedder concert at the Moran Theater tonight.

Why are we here, six months after Justin’s birthday you ask?

The concert was supposed to be in May. I was so excited to surprise Justin with tickets to his hands-down-favorite-band-ever-he-even-has-a-pearl-jam-tattoo-on-his-leg, but….

It was postponed.

Alas so was Justin’s birthday gift from me.

So yesterday we travelled from Massachusetts to Florida just to make it to the tropics in time for this concert.

Our plan was to pack up  our car that we left in Naples last spring with all of our belongings in the storage unit and then drive north for the concert today.

But last night when we got to car it was d.e.a.d. dead and we spent hours getting it fixed (or, Justin did!). So we finally decided just to head north to Jacksonville to make the concert in our rental car instead.

We will drive back to Naples in the morning and pack up our storage unit (egads!!!) and then head north later this week with all of stuff in tow in our hopefully (fingers crossed) working car. Which basically means we will drive between Jax and Naples three times this week.


It is all an exercise in patience.

And flexibility.

And a function of staying sane, knowing that we are always right where we are supposed to be when we are supposed to be there.

Like, tonight for instance….
To our surprise, as we checked into our hotel room — with this awesome parking lot view (not!)

— we discovered that this very night, tonight, is the annual Jacksonville Light Parade and Fireworks Spectacular.

See…. right where we are supposed to be when we’re supposed to be there.

Who knew??
Well….Maybe Eddie did.

Happy Birthday Justin!

Day 279: a year from now…

6 Oct

I couldn’t help but smile at this quote today:

Especially since we are in the midst of packing and moving…again.

Such is change.

“Change” has become such a part of my existence that I’m really not afraid of it anymore. Maybe a little sick of change, but not afraid of it.

And, I have come to learn, there is a big difference between the two.

That reminds me of something…
A year from now, you will wish you had started today.

Day 144: packing and organizing tricks to love

24 May

We spent the day packing.
Packing. Packing. Packing.

I never feel more disorganized than when we pack.

And that’s why this is the most wonderful time of the year — when all the lost socks make themselves known and dust bunnies come out to play.

Every time we pack up our seasonal Florida apartment all I can think is “where did all this STUFF come from?”

Which makes it difficult to feed my TOSS pile.

For starters, I have a book problem.

Even with my iPad and Kindle, books of the bound kind hunt me down and corner me, begging to become a dust collector on an abandoned shelf. But, I love them. How can I toss them? What if I want to read them again?

Worse are the books that I haven’t got to yet but MAY want to read — someday — a snow day perhaps, in Florida.  

Hey, it could happen. 

Or, it couldn’t.
But, I’m packing and keeping my books just the same.  

It’s this time of year that I always find myself wishing I had organized my space better, when we moved in. It’s when I yearn for closets and cabinets that look like they came out of the pristine pages from The Container Store flyer.

Something to put on my wish list for next year.

Until then, I found
8 Incredibly Clever Organizing Tricks to tide me over.  I hope you enjoy too.

Now, I’m off to pack more books.

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