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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…


{joy ride}

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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 8 – DAY 23 :: joy of crocheting

23 Jan
{oh hobby}

So, this is growing and getting bigger and bigger by the day. My newfound love of yarn is becoming insatiable.

It’s the joy of a hobby. I love how soft the yarn is and how easily my fingers stitch it together (after some practice and a lot of mistakes). The yarn just goes where it is supposed to without me telling it what to do. My fingers lead the way.

It has me thinking about joy – and the joy of a mindless hobby. It’s amazing how much energy a hobby can return to you, like the gift that keeps on giving. There is no pressure, no competition, no stress, no expectation.

Just pure joy.
And isn’t that how life should be?!

More tomorrow…


{hobby time}

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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 7 – KINDNESS  DAY 344 ::christmas kindness

11 Dec

Today I continue the month of Christmas Kindness!

Today I was on the other side of kindness….

I received an early Christmas gift. It was a bundle of yarn to crochet. I have not “crocheted” (is that a word?) since I was a little girl. My Mama Sling taught me how to hold the yarn and weave it together in a gentle way that eventually created a scarf.

My scarf was crooked with wobbly holes. But I loved it. I loved it so much I gave that scarf to my friend Kari for her birthday. We were maybe in second grade and I’m sure the “gift” looked just as wobbly as my little fingers as they mimicked my mothers weaving magic.

But it was the thought that counted the most. And that brings me to this:  Sometimes the best part of kindness is receiving.

Being open to gifts and the love that comes with it might just be one of the secrets of Christmas.

And now…. I crochet!

More tomorrow…



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