Cottage dreams
I awoke this morning from a dream I’ve had many times before. It involved a quaint garden, crumbling stone walls and a kitschy interior.
This cutie is close to the one in my dream. I wonder what lies beyond that adorable cottage door.
This charming look would do until I saw this beauty below, for sale and in my neck of the woods.
I came across this little gem, for sale just three hours north of my house, on 2 acres and within walking distance to the beach. It was listed for under $80,000. The perfect little project which could become the ultimate summer house. It looked like my dream may come true. I couldn’t dial the phone fast enough but unfortunately it had been sold. My dream will have to stay a dream for now.
xo-jj
The Mad Tea Party in the secret garden blog event
Frolic… Whimsy… Magic…
Childhood comes and then it’s gone before we’ve had the chance to understand the magic and pure joy of living every day just for the sake of fun.
Just as soon as you fall under a childhood spell, it’s broken and grown up life begins. There are mountains to climb, bridges to build and households to maintain.
This story got started the day Gi Gi decided that something in her life was missing. She couldn’t quite put her finger on it but something was definitely wrong.
The days of endless tea parties and playing dress-up were gone and
her day dreams had all been forgotten.
She needed to find the piece of herself that had been lost in the midst of living? Where could she go for help and who would understand?
Suddenly she heard a voice…
“There is a place where dreams run wild and hope is free. Follow me to a far away land with magical spaces. This fanciful place can only be seen upon a return to the carefree mind of a child.”
I must be brave, thought Gi Gi, she took a deep breath and let it out slowly before entering this secret garden of magical characters and dreamy spaces.
She piered through the gate, while worries she might not fit in or be accepted filled her head with nonsense.
Don’t be afraid says little sister, Ra Ra we will enter the garden together, you and me. It’s time to forget the pressures of grown-up life and remember the days when you felt like a princess and your only worry was eating the icing before it melted.
Gi Gi knew sissy was right so she checked her worries at the gate and entered the garden. This strange place of magic and whimsey filled her heart with pure joy. For the first time since she could remember she was able to be herself , in this place where hearts were true and wishes granted.
This secret garden allowed both sisters to be themselves, to chase dreams, love unconditionally and wish til their heart’s content.
Best of all, everyone in it was content to be themselves in a whimsical kind of way.
Nothing was too serious or uptight but fun-loving and free just like the days of her childhood.
The garden was full of surprises and laughter echoed from every direction.
Thank you, Dear Miss V, for providing a place where the cup is always full and our inner child runs free.
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This festival of madness has shown us the way to a land of magical dreams and fairy tale wishes.
Take it from Gi Gi- life is meant to be lived authentically with joy and whimsy, surrounded by people who are free to dream and live their lives with hope for the future.
Enter her secret garden and
live every day the way it was meant to be- joyfull!
There’s no place like blogland!
xo-jj
My inner gypsy
This room brings out my inner eclectic with it’s travel inspired finds that are drenched in rich color. love, love…
Found this at serena and lily
now off to work
xo-jj
Can you keep a secret?
The secret is almost out…
It’s time for the 3rd annual Mad tea party, join us this Saturday .
xo-jj
Grandpa’s are the Best!!!
Busy, busy day but I’ll be back later to visit my favorite cyber peeps later.
Happy Father’s Day!
xo-jj
Michigan Summer
Close your eyes, feel the grass between your toes, the breeze blowing through your hair, as a warm sun kisses your cheek. I’m enjoying the beautiful colors of summer and a steady breeze through my window-enough said…
xo-jj
Java June’s day off
I’m looking for a little inspiration before I paint my desk and decorative side table. I’m very inspired by the european feel of this room. It’s chic and finished but has a rustic element that’s charming. My decor is eclectically global, sometimes a little too eclectic. The pic above represents my more traditional side.
I can totally see myself in this room, Mr. Java not so much! I love every element in this room. What does that say about me- I don’t know. This pic represents my bold and rather impulsive side.
This vintage shabby-chic look is also me. I’m not sure if I have a split personality or I’m just decoratively indecisive. This pic represents the homey, relaxed me.
My office walls are red maple and my floor is indian slate (mixed earth tones), the curtains are off- white as well as the trim work. I’ve already refinished a little cottage dresser in creamy white with distressed blue details. This dresser fits the look above except for the fact that a buddha and indain goddess staue are perched on top. I’m having a little trougle defining my look.
I painted my antique chair that sits in the corner creamy white. A wrought iron dress form all decked out in pink sits on the back wall. I think I’ll use a creamy white to avoid udder chaos in the room. It’s not very adventurous but a little calm is in order, don’t ya think?
I have the day off and the weather has been misty rain, comfortable temps but extremely high humidity, so gardening is out and indoor projects are in.
Have a lovely Monday.
xo-jj
Morning Zen
The magic of morning crept through my window and I came alive under her spell.
Fresh herbs growing on the potting table, patina pots and warm sunshine are my favorite parts of summer.
A little something, something I’m working on for my Etsy shop, little cards and envelopes made from a collage of lovely images, professionally printed by Tiny Prints.
Wishing you a zenful day…
ox-jj
Pictorial meditation
Just finished my daily Yoga session. Feeling kind of spacey, no-words just a little pictorial meditation.
Enjoy!
xo-jj
Garden remodel
I’m looking to add a little color to my garden, turquoise perhaps.
Love love old pots with a great patina or chippy paint. This image from country living caught my eye.
This little green house would be the perfect place to spend my summer. I may be a city girl but my heart is stuck between the pages of a country living magazine.
We have had so much precipitation this year that a mini flood came through my garden during the last terenchal down pour. So now I have to rebuild. The wood chips are gone and my flowers took a beating. The little play house/potting shed is wet but still standing. The images from country living are a great inspiration.
Enjoy your day
xo-jj
Everything is on it’s way to somewhere
“Everything is on it’s way to somewhere”, ran through my mind as I captured this series of images. The breeze gently carried each and every tiny seed across the field in a hurry. It looked alot like my life, with bits and pieces of me rushing about going here and there, without an inkling of destination.
Life has been busy this past week and I haven’t had any time to chat-a sick child, me playing the role of baby nanny and a new job. My seeds were scattered in all directions but as things began to quiet down I headed out with my camera on a mission to capture the journey of life. It was refreshing and now my child has recovered, batteries are recharged and my seeds are ready for a new journey- destination unknown, of course.
This one is my fave and I will probably make it available in my shop when I get some time- who knows when that will be- Soon I hope!
These tiny seeds are wrapped in a ball of fluff, their design is perfect and the sight of them taking flight is beautiful . I tried to capture the magic as I saw it but I think you just had to be there.
xo-jj
Grazing the Moon
The Story:
A seed is planted without any guarantees. No way to know if it will grow and prosper, but the anticipation is worth the risk. The meadow outside my window is tended to by a horticulturist who from time to time plants a few seeds for no reason other than he can. I have the privilege of waiting and watching. Sometimes they emerge from the ground as tiny shoots and then wither away in the harsh Michigan weather but other times they prosper and spread far and wide. I remember a year or so ago watching this man toss seeds about, the very same seeds that I have enjoyed from behind the lens of my camera. He probably never imagined that his actions would befall the eyes of so many.
So as you’re reaching for the stars and when you sometimes graze the moon remember every action causes a ripple and leaves a mark forever- you can’t fall out of time.
I added this image and the story behind it to my studio. Thanks Doc….
xo-jj
A sea of whispers
A little seascape made from reminants of my 2007 sanibel vacation.
It’s time to make my reservations for another spring break by the sea. Every year I pick out a cottage on-line with a preconceived notion of how it will look. It’s always perfectly fine and usually quite lovely but never exactly as I envision. Below is what I’ve imagined for this year…
Standing alone in the silent little rented cottage, she sighed and sat down in a comfy slip covered chair near the open window. The warm salty breeze felt wonderful against her skin. She loved the way the long sheer curtains blew across the floor. It felt as though the room was alive and breathing. This cottage had a life of its own and somehow offered a sense of companionship. The old girl had once been a care takers cottage to the slightly dilapidated mansion up the hill. It wasn’t in the best of shape and the weeds and wild roses had grown up all around but she kind of liked it that way. It felt hidden and safe, just like her secrets; the ones that she had locked away in the vault so long ago. This cabin was part of a cottage row and the closest one to the sea. All of the cottages were old and failing but somehow this old girl had fared the best. She was still quite structurally sound. The inside was painted a creamy Casablanca white. The ceiling was cedar and there was a large wooden beam across the middle. The cupboards were cottage blue with weathered metal handles. The square kitchen table had a chopping block for a top, and faded blue legs. The chairs were wooden, straight back- two painted cottage blue and the other two in a sunny yellow. The appliances were white, quite old but still very functional. The floor boards were wide wooden planks and in some places the gaps between them were wide enough to see the sandy soil below. She didn’t mind and felt a kindred spirit toward this old place. The gardens, now slightly overgrown, must have been someone’s pride and joy. There were so many wonderful flowers that had been carefully planted along the picket fence. The colors of the roses blended together perfectly. The soft peachy roses next the baby pinks then fading into the creamy off-whites and finally a stellar white to end the row. She loved the honey suckle vine that climbed the trellis wall; the smell was divine.
The setting here was lovely and mysterious. The old cottages seemed all but forgotten and the intriguing Mansion on the hill looked so ominous. All of this was constructed so masterfully on beautifully lush grounds overlooking the sea.
I have a vivid imagination that is hard to live up to. Enough day dreaming- off to work!
xo-jj
The promise
“A promise for the future floats on the breeze in moments of laughter because everyone has a place and everything is on its way to somewhere.”
I wrote that on a day when I needed to hear it but came across it yesterday while putting together some tidbits for a book that I plan to self-publish soon. Yeah…..
There must be a little ghosty-ghost playing with my cable because it goes out of service and then back on again at the very same time every few days. Comcast can’t figure it out and neither can I. It’s a mystery…..
xo-jj
Unremarkably perfect
The day floated by without making a sound, it was perfect and yet totally unremarkable. A soft 60 degrees with a gentle sun over head. The optimal weekend to finish outdoor chores or take a long walk. It was an appropriate way to say goodbye to fall. An old sweatshirt, soft and faded, loose-fitting jeans with a hole in the knee- my favorite pair, and flip flops, that were off by mid-afternoon- bare feet. You heard it right- bare feet in November!
Last night I enjoyed a blissful night of sleep with my window cracked open just enough to allow a lingering smell of burning leaves through the crack. I awoke this morning to temperatures in the fifties. I felt a bit like Dorothy in the wizard of Oz when she found that her house had been planted in a different place- this can’t be Michigan- it’s mid-november and weather like this almost never happens this time of year. I loved every degree of it! I hope you enjoyed a little weekend bliss, as well… Happy Monday!
xo-jj
Me with a frosty nose and a cup of Joe
I bundled up this morning for a frosty walk down the lane. The sun was fighting its way through the frigid mist on the pond. What a beautiful way to wake up. Me in my pjs and a long wool coat and high heel clogs (they were handy) trudging down the hill with my camera in one hand and a cup of Joe in the other. Three feral cats from the neighborhood were following not far behind. I felt a bit like the pied piper ( no flute though). As I got closer to the water, I could see the fog lifting and a few geese enjoying a frosty swim. Brrrr…
I can handle a little frosty weather as long as the sun promises to stick around.
My book is done and I’m waiting for a copy so I can inspect the quality and decide if I want to sell it in the studio. I’ve been working a little at Pottery Barn and yes my cable has been out intermittently. No resolution as of yet. It’s getting old. I’ve been mulling over my Christmas list and thinking about the menu for Thanksgiving. Wow I can’t believe it’s that time of year again. It seems like only a day or so ago I was cheering for spring. Of course I’ve already started shopping for Princess 1 and Princess 2, I just hope there’s money left for the rest of the fam. Tee he…
BTW happy V day
So whats happening in your neck of the woods?
xo-jj
forest sparkles and secret wishes
Drizzle, drizzle, no rain just a little frost melting off the branches. I wish you could have seen the beautiful trees in the woods this morning as the sun twinkled through the branches. The sound in the forest was that of a mild rain shower as the ice slowly melted off the trees. It was lovely….
A few berries were left on the trees and the sky was the perfect shade of blue. It was very cold but the sunlight reflecting off the drippy branches made it dreamy. There were so many other things I should’ve been doing but there was no other place I wanted to be. The sun makes everything better- I crave sunny days and we get so few here.
Last June I began to think about what makes a home cozy and for some reason I thought a big fat cat added that cozy feel and helped make a house a home. I didn’t own a cat at the time so I pondered the idea of getting one but didn’t. Well not long after that a big fat bob-tailed cat showed up at my door, followed shortly after that by momma cat and her babies. How did they know? A few days later I started thinking about an old friend and began wondering what had happened to her,I wrote about her in my diary and then two weeks later she contacted me. Hmmm… Over the past few months I have been applying for jobs in hopes of supplemented my very minor income but my heart wasn’t in it. But just a few weeks ago I started to feel a little more motivated and wished for a little work outside my studio and guess what happened? I got several calls for an interview and got hired. It’s funny and sometimes a little scary when that happens. I guess the moral of this little story is be careful what you wish for… Sometimes it happens!
Have a great weekend y’all
(p.s. I’ve always secretly wished to live in the south, near the ocean with a little lemon tree in my yard)
wink, wink…
xo-jj
She’s a little quirky but I’m keeping her
Several years ago while on a vintage treasure hunt I came across an old chair. It was simple and sturdy but what I found most intriguing was the chippy paint and delicate details. I didn’t have a plan for it, so there it sat in my office, lonely and bare, until a few months ago when I decided to give it a purpose and adorned it with a quirky vignette in pink. The hat was found at a vintage clothing shop and the umbrella was used for a recent photo shoot but the shoes are special. They are seldom worn and aren’t the easiest things to walk in but when I do, I become a princess. Why you ask? Well, it could be the silky fabric or maybe it’s the ruffle detail and perfect craftmanship. They are beautiful but I think it’s the way they delicately grace my foot and come to the perfect little point that make them special. It takes me back to a time when I was a little girl playing dress-up in grandma’s closet.
There is a part of me that desperately wants to de-clutter this place and live in a house of clean lines and open spaces but then that other girl with her quirky style comes out and leaves her trinkets and treasures all over the house. There are days when she really gets on my nerves but at other times she makes me smile and reminds me of the little girl living inside this woman in the mirror.
xo-jj
The simple truth
Colorful but uncomplicated,
warm and true,
there’s beauty in all things simple
and simplicity in all things beautiful
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Have a warm and beautiful day- keep it simple!
BTW I’ve made a few tweeks and sent my book back to the publisher, it should be available soon. (opps that was a secret)
wahooo!
xo-jj
My words
This little pile of rocks lives on a pedestal in my great room. I love, love smooth rocks from the cool waters of Lake Superior. The flat rocks are perfect for painting little messages. The trust rock encompasses so many areas of my life; my trust in family and friends, trust in my faith, and trust in the universe. You have to trust!
Trust me when I say, “everyone has a purpose and everything is on its way to somewhere- I promise!”
Have a great day!
xo-jj
The sumptuous table
Its time to get down to business, make a plan, a theme, or at least a menu for goodness sakes. I’m looking for that extra something that makes a Thanksgiving dinner special. The wonderful smells coming from the kitchen as the turkey turns to a golden brown are nice and the festive look of a crisp white table-cloth and fresh flowers certainly helps but there’s something else I’m looking for. It’s that feeling of welcomeness, the sound of engaging conversation and oh yes, that intimate connection of family. Every year I scurry around in an attempt to make everything look just right, details, details, and prepare something a little out of the ordinary to make the dinner extra special. When none of that really matters at all because all of the ingredients needed for the perfect meal over a sumptuous table is already in place the moment the family arrives.
*Not five minutes after posting this I looked out my window and no more than three feet away was a big tom turkey strutting himself across the yard. I guess this was his way of reminding me who is really the star of most Thanksgiving Day tables.
xo-jj
I’m Thankful…
Sometimes you can’t ask for more. This was the scene outside my windshield saturday evening as I was driving home. It was just beautiful and so surreal. It made me feel thankful for everything in my life. No things aren’t perfect, far from it, but I am blessed to have what I have and that includes all of you. Although, I don’t like the cold and I still dream of living in a little cottage on the beach, you can’t beat the wildlife, turkeys, deer, raccoon, blue heron, etc, livng just beyound my window or the gorgeous midwestern landscape surrounding me. Sometimes I can’t believe that I live right in the middle of it all. Now go out and enjoy your day- every tiny moment of it!
xo-jj
My new gig and a great pair of sexy boots
I’ve been up to something in the last few weeks and I’m now ready to share it with you. I’m never happy unless I’m wearing at least 2 or 3 hats and my latest gig makes about 4.
I’ve been asked to write Lansing’s budget fashion column and well I just couldn’t turn it down. It’s done under my legal name- kind of essential if I want to get paid. Check it out here I’d welcome your ideas for future articles.
Hear we go into a new season with the same old wardrobe that looks a little tired. If only there was a way to wake up your closet without costing a fortune. It’s time for a secret weapon to give that Plain Jane outfit a little attitude. Every wardrobe needs the perfect pair of sexy boots for a punch of confidence. It’s the ultimate accessory to spice up your favorite pair of jeans or add a kick to that sweater dress hanging at the back of your closet. A great pair of boots won’t cost you an arm and a leg if you know where to shop. Forever 21 has a plethora of sexy styles in a number of chic finishes. You can choose from a great little number like the Addiction ankle boot with great sex appeal or the Madrid riding boot. Forever 21 will deliver great style for around thirty dollars. At these fabulous prices you may want to take home more than one pair. So bring the magic to your wardrobe by making a visit to Eastwood Towne Center’s Forever 21 or shop on-line at Forever21.com
xo-jj
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I’m thankful for… meaningful moments
Every morning I wrap my fingers around a toasty cup of coffee and step outside to watch the day begin. I ponder the mist rising above the sleepy woodland, the leaves rotting on the forest floor, the air thick and damp allowing a generous coat of green moss to prosper.
This is the moment I fall in love with the day, silent, hopeful and posed with the unknown. With the steam rising from my cup, I give thanks for my life and everyone in it. I close my eyes and breathe in the heavy air. I’m thoughtful, thankful and ready for the day to begin.
I give thanks for my life and everyone in it…
Happy Thanksgiving, my friends
xo-jj
Two parties and a little retail therapy
Here I sit in the office trying to be as productive as possible. It’s been a crazy past few days but totally worth it. I’m looking out the window watching two feral kittens undress the little Christmas tree that decorates my porch. I have to laugh, even though it will mean more work for me later.
The little wish fairy above has been busy the last few days making sure my Holiday was just right. First there was a before Thanksgiving meet-up, then a heavy Thanksgiving Day meal, followed by some rather intense retail therapy which concluded with a big birthday bash. After a whirl-wind of over indulging this girl needs some rest but today is Monday which means there are several deadlines and a lot of catch-up to do.
Oh well, the past few days were worth it, I ate far too much but had a great time. I even managed to slip in about twenty hours of retail therapy. There were some great deals and I love to shop when everyone is in the Holiday spirit. Black Friday can be fun if you have the right attitude. Now throw in a few wonderful shopping companions and the day is perfect. I’ve almost completed my Christmas shopping list and it’s not even December yet, thats a first for me.
My last article for the examiner was a guide for the best deals on Black Friday but today I think I’ll write about the importance of buying the right bra. The right bra can make or break your wardrobe and its one of those things, too often over-looked. So off I go to do some research and write my article but first I’ll leave you with a pic of the Princess on her special day admiring her Birthday cake.
I hope you had a great Holiday. Enjoy your day and don’t forget to take advantage of the on-line deals for Cyber Monday!
xo-jj
The dreamy atmosphere says- they get me
I’m the girl who gets lost in the mood, the atmosphere, and the hype. I walk into a store with the right music, the right colors and an atmosphere with that special something and it’s all over for me. I’m buying whatever they’re selling. Sometimes you walk into a shop and you just know that they get you. I had that experience a few years ago at a local boutique, Octobermoon. I walked in the door and the music playing was from an artist that I love and listen to often, my favorite scent was floating through the air and when I struck up a conversation with the shop owner I could see so much of myself in her. I knew this would be a place I would frequent often.
This is how I feel when I look at a Martha Stewart Living Magazine or my favorite publication Claire Murray, La Vie and just how I feel when I enter the Anthropologie store or flip through their catalog. I’m instantly smitten and feel transported to a place where adventure and extraordinary style meet. Maybe I’m easily swayed or just maybe I’m the kind of girl who feels more than she thinks.
So many franchises rely on sales or lowest every day price and forgo the nice displays or inspiring atmosphere and in today’s market that works. But there are those shoppers who are swept up by the moment or buy into the dreamy lifestyle rather than the price- believe me they’re out there. Working as a sales associate at Pottery Barn has made me more aware than ever that I’m not alone. The temptation driven by a feeling of plush living works its magic on many.
So tell me what calls do you answer to: price, quality, atmosphere, or just pure temptation? Are you aware of that inner voice, buy me….
xo-jj
This is my time-my moment
Light sparkles through dew drops as they gingerly cling to life, a multitude of colors dance about in the damp air, as I vow to never let the beauty of nature get old and unappreciated. It’s so easy to just walk by, unaware because our focus is someplace else, the bills that are due next week, the car that needs new tires, dentist appointments that need to be made and the fact that the dog is over due for her shots. So much to think about and so little time to enjoy simple pleasures. We feel as though there is no time to indulge in a blissful moment, or notice a beautiful landscape, a kind gesture from a friend, or the belly laugh of a child. But there is always time for things that feed the soul and allow our better side to emerge. There is always time….
I took this image a few weeks ago but hadn’t taken the time to fully appreciate the rainbow of colors or the simple beauty of reflection until now. I find myself so into the details or what’s coming next that I forget to just purely live in the beauty of a simple moment and breath in everything it has to offer.
I know this is hard for many right now because things are so difficult. But even in difficult times there is beauty, people with kind hearts, a red cardinal in the tree and Christmas lights twinkling throughout the neighborhood. At this very moment I am looking out my window at a small strand of lights wrapped around a tiny potted tree on my porch and I can hear the story of Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer playing in the background. This is my time-my moment.
You can find this image and my story at Studiopink.
xo-jj
The Christmas Box Mystery
The following is an except from the book “The Christmas Box Miracle”
Her husband glanced at the book, then said, “man you’ll buy anything.” She bought the book and they left the store.
About twenty minutes later the couple returned. The man approached me, holding my book out in front of him. “I need ten more copies,” he said. “There’s something really weird about your book,” he said in a hushed tone. “There’s something mystical about it.”
His wife came around the other side of my table. “do you believe in spiritual things?” she asked. “Like voices and promptings?”
“Yes, I said. That’s how the book came to me.” She glanced over at her husband. “We were in different parts of the house tonight when we both heard the voice that told us to come here and find you. I don’t know what this little Christmas book of yours is about, but whatever it is, we’re supposed to share it.”
The orignal story “The Christmas Box” by Paul Evans is one of my all time favorite books and a story I read each and every year just days before Christmas. But for some strange reason every year it comes up missing. So every year I go grumbling to the book store and buy another copy. This year is no different. I can’t imagine what must be happening to the book year after year. Just this morning I looked high and low for my copy but no “Christmas Box” to be found. It’s a crazy mystery but one that has sent me to the book store three years in a row. So this Holiday season I will once again be paying a visit to our local book store in hopes that they have at least one copy left on the shelf.
You may think I’m crazy but believe me it’s that good. Go out and get this beautiful book for yourself or give it as a heart warming gift, just be sure to leave at least one copy for me. It will melt your heart I promise…
xo-jj
My weekend: one santa, a few baubles and a lot of glitter
A visit to Santa, a cup of hot cocoa, a great movie- “The Holiday”, a warm fire and the last of the Christmas baubles scattered about; is a recap of my weekend. Christmas time is the perfect excuse for me to play with things that glitter and sparkle. I never have a set plan or specific theme. My decor consists of me and the things that I love spread throughout the house.
A mix of nature and shiny man-made things adds a little rustic elegance in the corner of my great room. Throw in a dozen or so Santa’s, a table top tree in pink, a snow man here and there and then top it all off with sparkles and it’s perfect, eclectic yes, but still perfect.
My shopping is almost done or at least it should be. I keep adding to the list as I see things that would be perfect for so and so. That girl who loves to shop keeps buying even after her budget and the budget master says stop!
Okay the little gnome boy holding up a shroom is actually a vintage decoration from my childhood- love him. I couldn’t resist popping it into the picture-too cute! The beautiful journal and fabulous bags are from TJ Maxx, so they were a bargain, at least that’s what I told the budget master. The Llama is a little stuffed toy to go along with the book Llama, Llama in Pajamas- love that. One of my favorite gifts to give is a children’s book with the coordinating character; it makes reading to the little ones a lot more fun.
So that’s a little about me and a highlight of my weekend. Now it’s your turn to share…..
xo-jj
A whisper of snow
No sound,
Not a rumble, nor a roar,
No echo
Just a whisper
So soft, so simple
Just perfect!
I’m sipping my morning coffee in a cozy chair beneath the leafy greens. I love the way the morning light softly slips through the leaves, I feel hidden and protected. The wind outside is blowing and the air is an uncomfortable 30 degrees but my world inside is safe and warm.
A few weeks ago I talked about my book “A Sea of Whispers” and promised to tell you more very soon. Well, I haven’t forgotten but I’m waiting until after the Holidays. It’s a secret that will be presented to Mr. Java and a few other family members over Christmas, so you see I can’t do a full reveal just yet. Can you believe I kept a secret? Me neither!
A snow storm is forecasted for today and I’m not so sure I’m ready but I guess it doesn’t much matter if I’m ready or not. It will come ready or not and you can bet that I will be tucked away someplace warm and snuggly. Perhaps I’ll sit in front of the fireplace, while a toasty flame warms my toes, surrounded by windows and watch the world around me turn a crisp, clean shade of white. Perhaps the snow will not come at all and I will venture out to the store or meet my sister for lunch. Yeah that sounds about right. It’s her birthday and she lives almost 2 hours away. Hmmmm, a birthday lunch sounds like the perfect excuse for a road trip 
Better grab my snow boots and where did I put that car scraper?
xo-jj
Holiday Whimsy
My Vintage Santa loves the new snow
I’ve been away for a few days. No I wasn’t traveling, shopping or having some fun. A little flu bug decided to visit me but I think he’s moving out and not any too soon. This next week is loaded, I’m working extra hours, have several holiday parties, a polital rally for a friend running for State Rep and I haven’t wrapped a thing. I’m sure most of you are in the same boat.
I love the Holidays and so want to take a little time to enjoy everything it has to offer. I’ts with that spirit that I share a couple of my favorite Holiday window dispays with you.
Saks Fifth Avenue- so whimsical and fun!
Bergdorf Goodman- I love this winter fantasy!
Through my office window-It may not scream Christmas but it’s festive and fun.
Enjoy your day.
xo-jj
His secret plan made my day
Here we go into the last few days of holiday shopping. This is when you can smell fear and see terror in the eyes of desperate shoppers. I always feel particularly sorry for the men walking around with that deer in headlights look in hopes that the perfect gift will magically appear. It’s the act of procrastination that gets them into this spot year after year but their pitiful look gets me every time.
Last week I was so taken by a young man who came into the store looking for a reindeer plate to add to his girlfriend’s collection. He was so cheerful and excited about the holiday. When I asked if he had his shopping about done his face lit up and he told me about his Christmas Day plan.
”Well you see”, he said with so much excitement, ”my girlfriend and I have this advent calender and every morning we take out the ornament for that day and place it on the tree. He could hardly contain himself as he told me the rest. “You see, on Christmas morning when she opens the little door to the 25th there won’t be an ornament but something better. On Christmas Eve after she goes to sleep I will sneak down to the tree and replace the ornament behind the 25th with a diamond ring and a little note asking her to marry me.”
He smiled, purchased the plate and quickly darted out the door. His story made my day. I could tell he was so proud of himself for coming up with that special moment and I was so touched that he had shared it with me. I can only imagine what a wonderful Christmas morning they’ll have- so special. I’m sure I will be thinking about them come Christmas morning. I’m a sucker for romance.
Well, I’m off to work and then girls night were we will have dinner and exchange gifts for the season. Cheers to monday (as I raise my coffee cup) and the perfect start to a very busy week!
xo-jj
Holiday eye candy
This is going to be short and sweet. I just wanted to share a little eye candy of the holiday persuasion with you.
Enjoy…
Now this is so fun and festive with a rustic twist- love it! Found this image at Earthfirst.com
How simple but chic in a classy farm-house style. Found this at the inspiredroom.net
Okay now this is so me and something I would totally do on my table. Image from goodhousekeeping.com
Talk about chic and unique- love, love this. It doesn’t match my home or any of my decor but it sure is dreamy to look at. This and many other cool chic images are from apartmenttherapy.com
Just wanted to share a little holiday bling of the unusual kind.
take care-jj
My best holiday wishes to you…
The little princess enjoys a quiet moment with her baby doll, during a holiday party.
It’s almost Christmas, my favorite time of year, where did the time go. Every year I say it and each time I say it, ( where did the time go) it rings more true than ever. Christmas day will be here and gone before we know it and there are still so many things I want to do, holiday baking, a visit to the live nativity scene, shop for a needy family, wrap the gifts while listening to Christmas music, I could go on and on. There is still a lot to do and my week is scheduled to the brim.
Working retail during the busiest time of year is hard and requires a lot of energy and planning ahead- something I’m not always good at. Although I will be working all day everyday this week while spending an hour and a half a day on the road, I am looking forward to the sparkly energy that only the holiday can bring. This means that I may not have another opportunity to post before the big day.
With all that said I want to be sure to wish all of you the warmest, sparkliest holiday, full of all the things you’ve hoped for. I hope you take the time to savour every single moment. Be patient, be kind and by all means enjoy it! I’m sending my love and warmest wishes to all of you.
You mean so much to me. Merry Christmas…….
Believe in magic, wish for all things possible, dream of beautiful things to come and celebrate it all!
Love, love-jj
A sea of Holiday festivities and me feeling a bit in-between
I hope you shared a beautiful holiday with the ones you love. I’m still here, navigating my way through a sea of holiday festivities, putting in over time at the store and feeling a bit tired. I can’t believe a new year is just around the corner. This time of year is a bit melancholy for me but also a little magical. It’s that in-between state-the party is over but a new adventure is about to begin. I’m never quite sure how I feel about it. I don’t usaully do the big noisy hoopla for NewYears. I prefer to usher in the day in a little quieter more intimate setting with time to think and hope for a special year. We have a long winter ahead and although I despise the weather, I do welcome the quiet solitude that allows me to go deep with thoughts which sometimes end up as words on paper. I’m never quite sure how I feel about the passing of another year and the anticipation of the new. Maybe it’s because I’ve had far too many cookies and my brain is still coming down from a sugar high or perhaps it’s the shear exhaustion of the holiday hype which ends in a mess of wrapping paper and dirty dishes. No matter the reason or all the details, 2010 is on its way and I’m hoping for something spectacular.
What are your thoughts about the New Year and how will you celebrate? Tell me about your holiday and share your hopes and ideas for a New Year.
xo-jj
New Year, new hope and a funny story
The last few days I have been busy with life but also busy in my thoughts. I think it’s because we’re standing on the cusp of a New Year, looking back on a year where so much change took place. The following scenario nicely sums up just how this crazy year has been.
I left the house with my phone in my ear and a handful of supplies for the day. As I drove down MLK, I was thinking about all of the things that needed to get done but wouldn’t stand a chance since I was putting in a full day of work and would most likely return home with tired feet and an “I don’t feel like it” attitude. Just as I was becoming annoyed at the longest stop light in the world, I noticed something that made me laugh and sit a bit after the light had turned green and a few rushed drivers singled me with their horns. The sight to my left was something out of a Jim Carrey movie and it set the tone for the rest of my day.
Try to imagine for a moment rush hour traffic at a busy corner on a cold December day. Everyone is in a hurry and not very happy about the idea of venturing out on the slippery roads to put in a full day of work. A well-built man in a black jogging suit, fluffy white hat, and white woolen mittens is on the corner with his pit bull. He is performing some sort of routine that kind of resembles an olympic ribbon dance. He has a long white cloth that he’s waving around as he leaps down the sidewalk. When he leaped the dog followed and when he kneeled and pointed to the sky the dog sat and looked around. This was very entertaining but it wasn’t the first time I had seen his little performance. What made this time over the top was the little man in a ”We buy Gold” sandwich sign dancing around the ribbon dancer and his dog. He was clicking his fingers and twirling around to a silent beat. Their routine looked like it had been corrigraphed for a Jim Carrey movie, Jim Carrey of course would be playing the part of the ribbon dancer. It all seemed very purposeful, neither man acknowledged the other, they were moving together but very much in their own world or bubble. It was beautiful in a strange and really funny way. This was the perfect opportunity for a video camera and no time restraints. I had neither. What a funny scene to jump-start my day but more importantly I realized how people are making the most of whatever hand they’ve been dealt and enjoying it. The unemployment rate in Michigan is about 15% and I’m quite certain the man in the sandwich sign was just happy to have a job. The fact that he had a little fun while doing it made me smile. The ribbon dancer obviously has some sort of mental illness but he seemed to be enjoying life while his dog enjoyed a little creative exercise. Acceptance, the right attitude and working together, it was beautiful.
This scene changed my attitude a bit and made me take a second look at this past year. I think the way the year played out and whether it was good or bad is largely perception. My perception or attitude for that day started out with a grumble but it was quickly changed to a giggle and smile after viewing the corner dance routine. A few moments can change your day or more importantly your mind! Think about this as you ring in the new year.
Imagine for a moment if we all ushered in 2010 with a “make the most of whatever you’ve got” attitude and a smile. It might change the course of a year or at least your perception of it. Is a good life, simply, in the mind of the beholder? Perhaps….
My wish is that each and every one of you, ushers in the New Year with love and tiny bubbles of hope. Thank you so much for making my year brighter and for making me believe. I feel as though I have gotten to know the most beautiful part of you, the inside. (bubble image snatched from “I love bacteria.com)
Happy New Year…..
Love, love and so much hope to you – jj
A simple Life without the Smoke and Mirrors
It’s a new year filled with hope and resolutions. After weathering the storm of 2009 it seems most of us are very optimistic about 2010. I do believe that this year will be infinitely better than the last but this belief is clouded by a tiny worry. Every cloud comes with a silver lining, so to speak and I think the silver lining of 2009 was perhaps a life lesson. I believe the previous years led many of us down a path that was headed for the land of excess, a world of material bliss, and an era of me, me, me and yes, please more for me. I think we forgot what was really important and how we can enjoy life in a simple way. Did we miss the point of our downward spiral and will we hop back on that lavish bus headed for tinsel town? I hope not!
I think this moment is an opportunity to take a look at a simpler life with a little less of the excess and a little more quality time with the things or people who matter most. We could use this fall from grace as a push to go a little greener and become aware of the natural spaces laying just outside our back door. Perhaps we should do something different, perhaps we already are paying attention and making the appropriate changes. I’m just concerned that what has been said is a lot of smoke and mirrors or that we will forget what we’ve learned all too soon. I want to remember and make the appropriate changes, even though I’m not too sure what all of those changes are ro should be, as of yet.
I hope the world will slow its pace just a bit, take the time to breathe a little deeper, spend a little less and save for any future stumbles. Perhaps we could learn not only to recycle but to repurpose the unwanted things that we own. I think the repurpose thing may be a good theme for girls night. Everyone could bring an unwanted item that they no longer use and together as a group we could come up with a new, more purposeful use for it. I know it sounds a little silly but that’s what girls night is all about, silly fun with no rhyme or reason just a little companionship and a lot of laughs.
Notice how I didn’t list any definite resolutions for the new year, just thoughts and ideas (rambles). My resolutions never last anyway- they’re just a little diversion that end up as a lot of smoke and mirrors. I decided to skip the illusion this year and just ramble out my thoughts to you.
I hope this New Year brings about all the changes you need and fills your life with simple pleasures.
Happy New Year!
love, love-jj
Snowy days, HGTV, Project Runway, exotic jewelry and me
Most of you know that I love all kinds of fashion. Whether its interior design( fashions for the home) or personal fashion (that little black dress) I love it so much-maybe a little too much. I’m an avid watcher of HGTV (when I can steal the remote from the big guy) and love, love Project Runway. A few months ago I met the host of Project Runway, Tim Gunn, during one of his mall appearances. It was fun and unexpected. I would probably never wear anything the show’s designers created but its been fun to see the amazing ideas they’ve come up with.
I hate to admit it but during this time of year the television becomes very important to me. I love the escape that the Travel Channel allows and the opportunity to house shop on House Hunters without leaving my chair. I also love to watch the creative ideas and the extreme challenges that take place during Project Runway. The seventh season starts on January 14th, just 8 days away. This year it will be broadcast on the Lifetime channel and you can find out more about this seasons designers and judges right here.
Well Thats it- I thought I’d let you know what was on my mind today and what I’m putting together for today’s article in my fashion column. In Monday’s article I had to mention the inspiring jewelry I found at World Market, half price of course. It looks like it came from Marrakesh and makes me feel exotic when I where it. I love things that inspire a feeling of travel or look like it was pulled from a private collection of travel treasures. I may be all grown up (over 40) but I still like to pretend.
Have a wonderful Wednesday…
xo-jj
Snow Day
As I sit here chatting with you I’m reminded of my a day in the ’70s when the snow came with a vengeance. The drifts were so high we couldn’t see out our living room window. The roads were impassable, even the highway we lived had become a sledding hill. I was a child so this predicament was no inconvenience to me, it just ment no school for a week. Wahoo!!!
We’ll we are definitely not that point today but the 5 or six inches across the lawn is both beautiful and very inconvenient. The trees looks gorgeous all dressed in white and the ground is so pristine under a thick blanket of fluff. The skies are heavy and pasty and the chill has sent a couple wild cats into my garage for shelter. They sneak through the doggie door and make themselves comfortable. My dogs are baffled at the audacity of these creatures who lay in their doggie beds and snarl at every passer-by.
It might be a couple more months before we see the sun again and I hope I can last that long. Hey, Deb maybe you should get my room ready, just in case I decide to make an emergency trip to the desert. Hee he…
There is plenty to do inside and when I feel a little cabin fever setting in I can just fire up the wii and go for a run. I have never been a fan of winter but I don’t remember it bothering me nearly as much when I was young.
I had to share this picture of the princess in her “Snow White” jelly pumps,( she has the entire set of Disney princess shoes) flipping through a book. Her hair had been in tiny pony tails but after she removed the ribbons they remained as little stubs upon her head-too cute!
Enjoy your day no matter the weather- if you’re some place warm and sunny please soak up some warmth for me. I’m headed off to work. We have transformed the store to look like springtime-love it!
xo-jj
Stand-by for a moment while I lose my Zen
This pic was borrowed from myopera.com
Warning this may be hazardous to your zen!
Ready, set…..rant! I hope you’re up for this because I really need a moment to go on and on about a few things that have been really messing up my mojo.
Okay let me start out by saying, I love the age of technology and all the instant gratification it brings. I take full advantage of the convenience it offers but… yes, there is a but in there. I miss the human contact and sometimes need to ask questions or know that what has just transacted did the job or solved the problem.
It all started with all that automated crap which made me wonder- who is running the show? Then everything went digital and leapt into cyber space- the rest is history. I admit that I love the ability to work from home and never have to venture out my door to shop, pay bills, google the answer to almost anything or be entertained for hours but… there’s my but again. There are times when I need a human voice so I can ask questions, or a live person to just plain reassure me that everything is okay.
Just today I tried to pay my son’s college tuition bill and it was damn near impossible. They don’t except a debit card, they no longer take any credit cards except MasterCard and if you do use a MasterCard, a 5% processing charge will be added to the bill. The payment must be done on-line- there’s not a live person to process payments via the telephone.
I could drive over two hours one way to pay the bill in person with a personal check (they don’t take cash) but there is a window of five days to do it in before incurring a penalty which doesn’t exactly fit into my schedule. This institution prefers to take their payments electronically from financial institutions as in a Citibank student loan. Well, we did that and now that we’re many of thousands of dollars in debt we’re done with student loans, done, finished, no more. How badly do they want my money,anyway? Obviously not bad enough to hire someone to process my payment or to inconvenience their schedule just a little.
But wait, I have a beef on a totally different subject as well- here goes… Just a few hours ago I returned from a trip to Target, which by the way was one of my favorite stores until something happened to the shopping paradise where quality met with moderately low prices on almost everything you could ever need.
When I entered the store I was greeted by a plethora of dollar store items from no doubt China, then, as I ventured to the women’s department that used to offer halfway cute apparel, I was stopped dead in my tracks by drab colors with no style what-so-ever and what looked to be very low quality. As I manuevered my cart through messy displays and on to the back of the store, I noticed that it was bombarded with bulk items and off brands. Now I’m all for saving a buck but there’s a time and place for that kind of stock. Target, home of the shabby chic decor is now filled a lot of shabby that’s not so chic.
I do occasionally shop the dollar stores and pay a visit to the Big Lots chain but that doesn’t mean I want this kind of merchandise all the time, everywhere.
I’m willing to pay a little more for the items that call for quality. I want the choice to buy low, medium or high cost goods. I live in Michigan and yes I’ve been hit by the recession but that doesn’t mean I can’t or won’t pay a little more to get something a little nicer or a little more reliable from time to time.
I’m feeling as though technology just keeps getting more and more expensive but our goods are getting really cheap and disposable. While many of our goods are lacking quality, the service industry is in dire need of an overhaul. I think our world is getting a little too big and a lot too impersonal.
I want conveinence of speed with all the bells and whistles technology allows but why can’t it be delivered in a kinder, gentler manor with a personal touch. I still need a little quality from time to time in a clean well merchandised store.
Perhaps I’m asking too much and maybe my expectations are a little over the moon but I don’t really think so. Am I the only one who feels lost in a sea of automated machinery and cyber drones? Does anyone else long for a little quality while perusing the isles of their favorite store?
Tell me what you think. Do you feel it… or am I just a little too hypersensitive?
Thanks for listening to my rants. Breathe deep and just chill…..
I feel better after letting it fly, on-ward and up-ward we go. Sorry but I warned you 
xo-jj
Dream House
This is the kind of view I think of when someone says “Dream House” but HGTV has something a little different in mind. The 2010 Dream House was built in New Mexico and it looks spectacular. The house is gorgeous and complete with a quest house they’re calling the Casita. It isn’t next to the ocean but it is beautifully placed in a warm climate. That’s good enough for me-I’m in.
To find out more or register for a chance to win visit HGTV Dream Home. Before you go clicking away to dream land there is a catch. If you win I get to visit. That seems only fair since I gave you the link, right? Well maybe you already knew about it but still don’t forget me. If the house becomes mine the party’s on me!
xo-jj
It’s time to refeather the nest
Shhhhh, don’t tell the big guy I’m having a spring fling! Don’t worry it’s not what you think.
A January frost is nipping at my toes which makes me a bit restless and a little, okay a lot, cranky. So I’m indulging myself in a little creative therapy. I’m creating a few colorful niches, designing some interesting wall art, reorganizing, redecorating, fluffing, refeathering and well you get the picture. ….and I love it!!!
The big guy is out-of-town and who knows what he’ll think of my creative spurt. It’s a little unusual and a bit on the girlie side. Mr. Java is little more main stream and a lot more conservative than I. There are times when I wish I were a little more inside the box but no matter how hard I try everything I do comes out a little quirky.
The shadow box in the first pic had a orginal plan of being filled with a cute little nest of eggs in front of a traditional bird print. But instead I added a Juicy Couture ad from an old vogue magazine and a little sea tree I found on the beach during last years trip to Captiva Island. Then I added three turquoise eggs, which according to Pantone is the color of the season, a few soft feathers and some vintage jewelry pieces.
The fashion picture was created from poster ads for Nordstroms department store and a couple scrapbooking flowers that I layered together and added vintage pearls to. The zen pic was created for my bathroom to add a feeling of spa luxury. It’s a computer generated print thrown on a canvas with a little paint and homemade flowers. A crisp white cabinet with glass panels went into the bathroom as well and I added a new throw to my bed.
The shadow box piece is my favorite and I have a yellow Canary just like the one in the print as for the hair- I wish. It’s been fun but now that the big guy is on his way home I’m getting a little nervous about his reaction, like it, love it, hate it, or tolerate it. Do you care to venture a guess at which way it will go?
Have a lovely weekend filled with a lot of inspiration and a little color….
xo-jj
Orchid dreams and a girl I once knew
Did I tell you how much I love creamy white flowers- so elegant . It’s orchid time of year again and I can’t get enough of this gorgeous flower. I always look forward to January for this reason. These lovely blooms made the perfect addition to my silver vases from Pottery Barn. They’re so exotic, they inspire dreams of adventurous travel and spawn memories of a girl I once knew.
When I was about five years old I was caught sneaking into the neighbors barn. I went there to look through some old trunks tucked into the loft. I couldn’t control my curiosity. I thirsted for the unknown, for adventure and treasures to behold. I imagined a trunk filled with old hats worn by ladies of importance and fur coats so soft to the touch. There would no doubt be a box of pictures from years ago when times was hard and each face reflected the seriousness that life entailed. The best part would have been a jewelry box filled with sparkling brooches the size of my fist and shiny earrings that dangled just so.
I’m still that little girl today, but a lot wiser and with a little more self-control. Sometimes I yearn to be the little girl who didn’t care about the dirty dishes, didn’t worry about what might happen tomorrow and never feared the unknown. She lived every day with high hopes and open eyes, she knew that there was something much bigger and better meant for her. This girl didn’t worry about the small stuff and never questioned how she would get to the next destination. She didn’t need much, just the sky, the birds, her dreams, and a backpack. The world was bound to open up, sometime soon and swallow her whole.
Perhaps she had read Alice in Wonderland one too many times or maybe she had a little too much belief in the golden ticket from Charlie and the Chocolate factory. Her expectations were very much like both stories: a fall down the rabbit hole which opened up a new and very strange world full of adventure and unusual happenings but there was always hope, because she was special and held the golden ticket which meant that all her dreams were bound to come true.
Sometimes I struggle to find that little girl who dreamt of beautiful things and never worried, the silly heart who knew so little. I think she’s hiding from a grown-up world but then sometimes when the night sky is full of stars or in the daytime when the sky is just the perfect shade of blue, she’s there, just as free as ever.
I’m not sure what she would say if she could see me now. Would she believe that her dreams came true? She’s had a good life with many adventures. Besides, I’m not so sure she would have survived a plunge down the rabbit hole or the impact of smashing through the Chocolate factory’s ceiling in a glass elevator. She’s much too fragile for that.
She’s still curious and wonders all the time but it’s okay because there’s still time and many adventures ahead…
xo-jj
I’m getting ready for a trip around the world
When I first entered blog land a few years ago I hopped in with both feet by joining One World One Heart. I loved the idea of people connecting from around the globe. It was an opportunity to share my world and something I made with a complete stranger who could be from anywhere. OWOH introduced me to some truly wonderful people and artists from around the world. I missed my opportunity to join last year but I have jumped on the band wagon just in time to take part this year.
I already have what I think is the perfect treasure to give away. It’s something I made a while back with the inspiration for freedom and the hope of living in a world of peace and acceptance. I can’t wait to become a part of this inspirational group once again. In 2009 there were 911 bloggers who participated from a total of 28 different countries- that’s amazing! This international event brings kindred spirits from all walks of life together and spreads a wave of love that’s hard to describe.
This could be a wonderful experience for you to meet new people and an opportunity to receive something lovingly made or bought by a kindred spirit from around the world. So stop by on January 25th when OWOH begins and sign up for my drawing. On that day’s post I’ll have a link to the whimsical bohemian so you can take a magic carpet ride around the world. Pack your bags for this fabulous trip that begins on January 25th and ends on February the 15th.
I can’t wait!
xo-jj
A little chit chat on a slow Thursday
I’m thinking about making a change with a pallet of seaside colors. My house is painted in Tuscan hues and it suits me well but lately I’ve contemplated somthing a little more Zen for my master bedroom and bath, colors that resembles a spa-like atmosphere. A hint of sand and a whisper of turquoise might do the trick but I don’t want it to stick out like a chicken with lips. It has to blend with the rest of the house. That might be tricky.
The little vintage chair in the picture above is my inspiration for the room. I found it at a garage sale for 3 bucks. It has been partly stripped which left fabulous layers of ocean blues and sea greens over a base of sandy brown. The shift in colors are subtle and light and just perfect. I bought it and left it as is. I’ve paired it with a creamy white vanity, accented with a green vase of peacock feathers. I love the look but not so sure I can fit it into my decor on a larger scale, any ideas?
If I were to go on a total splurge I’d buy a new bedroom set in creamy white and paint my walls in the lightest sky blue, new paintings, new duvet cover,etc. $$$ I don’t see that happening any time too soon.
No matter…. it’s the people and pets that make a house a home, right?
On that note I thought I would update you on the beautiful Manx cat I dreamt about before he showed up on my door step and adopted me. Ricky-Bobby has gone from a frequent visitor to a full-time resident. He still spends much of his time in the woods and meadow that surround the house but comes inside to eat and sleep and kill my Canary but that’s a whole other story. I needed a new pet like I needed a new hole in my head but I’m a sucker for a sad face and somebody out there knows it.
The other kitties (only 2 left) that followed him here are still wild but we spent the time and money to capture and neuter them. Mr. Java has the bite marks to prove it. They peek in the windows and sneak through the doggy door to sleep in the garage when it gets too cold. Remember how Mr. Java had such a fit because I was feeding them? Guess who feeds them now, he caved.
Well, thats all for a slow thursday. Hey Deb guess what? The suns out. Thanks for sending it my way. Now how about those lemons? he hee…
xo-jj
OWOH Magic Carpet Ride, give-away
Imagine yourself traveling around the country and across the world to far away places you have never experienced. The people welcome you with open arms, open minds and open hearts. Their love and support is genuine and happens on days when you need it most. It’s spiritual, beautiful and feels like something out of a fairy tale.
I began blogging a couple years ago just before the OWOH event. I saw an invitation for this very special tour and decided to go for it. I have to say it was truly one of the best things I’ve ever done.
I began blogging in search of other people who were like me, open-minded, creative and a bit whimsical. I found all of that but more importantly, I found myself, in all of you. Thank you for that.
The item I want to share with one special blogger is a necklace I made on a day when I was feeling a wave of hope for peace and understanding around the world. This necklace symbolizes my love for nature and serenity and my hope that some day we will all be one world living in peace.
It’s made with beads, vintage and new, they’re intermingled with fabric flowers and then strung on a silver necklace. To enter the drawing you must type a little message after this post. Be sure that your comment has a valid email addy attached so I can make contact if you are the winner.
Enter the drawing for my peace-offering and then click on the magic carpet above. You will be instantly transported to the starting point for a wonderful opportunity to take a magic carpet ride around the world. Thank you Lisa, our Whimsical Bohemian, for this opportunity to share our world and our hearts.
xo-jj
Designer walls in the blink of an eye, I’m in love!
I’m so excited and wowed by the wall decals offered on Etsy, I just had to share. I love, love the designs and there are so many! I have an open wall in my entry that is screaming for something and I think I have found the perfect solution, well, almost. There are so many beautiful designs that I just can’t chose. I’ll probably go with something like the one above.
What keeps you real?
Sometimes I get caught up in all the crazy things in life and forget the important stuff. It’s vital to give time and validation to the people who are most important in your life. A simple call means so much to a sick friend and a quick visit can make someone’s day. I admit to being self-centered and completely unaware or forgetful of things and people at times. It’s important that I stay grounded and not let my mind wander too far off track. I’m the kind of person who needs time to wander both mentally and physically. I need to putter and create, take a rest and then get back on track. Maybe it’s my gypsy roots that navigates my psyche or perhaps it’s because I’m never satisfied with one hobby, one project or just one job at a time. Sometimes I exhaust myself.
I worked most of the day at Pottery Barn and then I spent my paycheck. Some days I’d be better off just staying home but then I’d miss out on things like this….
Do you love it, or is it just me?
How about this clean, crisp look, for spring?
I love these found soda bottles. They’re vintage and range in age from 60 to 100 years old. Good thing they’re available by catalog and internet only.
It’s great to work in a place you love as long as you can refrain from taking home all the merchandise
love…
jj
I’m Smitten
You know the feeling when you see something and instantly you’re smitten, in love and well just crazy about it. That’s how I feel about Sylvia, the beautifully chic OWOH giveaway by Christine a very, very talented doll artist. If you aren’t already familiar with the fabulous girls she creates take a peek over at Du Buh Du Designs.
I’m in love…
If you haven’t hopped on the OWOH carpet to tour the world of inspiring blogs and generous giveaways be sure to do so before the magic ends.
xo-jj
Beneath a turquoise spell
A soft white blanket of snow is freshly planted outside and I am sitting snug and warm inside while nursing a cold. I felt the inkling of a sore throat coming on yesterday about mid-way through my twelve-hour shift- yearly inventory. Today will be a good day to catch up on my office work while enjoying a cup of hot and steamy. Homemade chicken soup sounds perfect right now, wish I had a wife or a husband who cooked.
For some strange reason I’m on a turquoise binge. I know most people go on food binges, drinking binges and even shopping binges (I’m guilty of the last one) but instead I go on color binges. In the past two weeks I’ve bought two gorgeous lamps in turquoise for my bedroom, a turquoise ring and a turquoise purse. I found this website called everything turquoise and fell in love with this.
Love the turquoise wainscoting and the yummy bedding, actually I’m spellbound by this room, I love everything about it! I can see myself snuggled deep within the covers with a pile of decor magazines along side. A scented candle is burning the aroma of fresh air and coconuts while my hubby is busy in the kitchen preparing the chicken stock for his homemade soup. A girl can dream, can’t she?
also loved this from the house of turquoise. This room is so beachy and bright, I love the painted stairs decorated with little piles of beach stones.This color soothes me but at the same time it energizes and refreshes me. It’s strange how something as simple as color can have such a dramatic effect. Perhaps I’m just craving bright blue skies and deep blue oceans instead of white on white with a few blades of brown grass peeking through and pale gray skies overhead. I’m so over winter!
I keep a little pile of beach stones on my night stand, right next to my turquoise lamp. Well, it’s time for another yummy cup of something toasty, perhaps even chocolately. Mmmm!
Take care…
xo-jj
Notes to myself
You don’t have to be all things, all-knowing, or perfect.
What if you are just you, your true self, flaws and all.
It’s okay if you’re not good at everything.
It’s okay to be yourself.
No one cares if your outfit is a little mismatched, a bit wrinkled, or tired.
You’re supposed to look older and have a gray hair or two.
The only thing expected of you, is you, your true self, the person living on the inside.
Your job is to just be and nothing else.
Let it happen.
Do you ever wonder why we expect so much of ourselves and why we can’t get over the fact that we aren’t everything we want to be or everything someone else wants us to be? Can you live with yourself as is, without regret? It’s hard but I’m realizing just how important it is and trying my dammedest to do it.
A while back I talked about the book A Sea of Whispers that I self-published. After receiving my copies, I gave them out as Christmas gifts to my family. I mentioned in a previous post, offering this book in my Etsy shop sometime in the future. That future isn’t today. It still might happen. I’ve realized that it’s not important to share what I think or feel with the world but to offer something that captures your thoughts and views. I’d like to merge this book into a journal that records your self- discovery and journey through life. A place where you can record your thoughts without being censored. A place where you are free to be your authentic self. This idea gives me something to work on. I plan to talk to the company that published my book and see what we could offer at an affordable price.
We are all on a journey and have a story to tell and that’s important. I have to say my journey would not be the same without each one of you. It’s funny that it’s so easy to share myself with people I’ve never met. Perhaps it’s because we have a certain need or connection that bonds us so tightly. Or maybe we feel comfortable because we never have to meet face to face. It’s kind of like having an imaginary friend. The fact that you are very real sometimes overwhelms me. I can’t believe I have shared so much of myself with all of you.
Thank you for listening and just being there when I needed to share. You’ll never know how much it’s meant to me.
xo-junie
Go with the flow
Sometimes I feel deeply connected in a way that is hard to describe. It’s a good feeling providing I don’t fight it or think too much. This is the time to just go with the flow and enjoy where it takes me. It’s the kind of day when I relish a little alone time to appreciate my life.
I started my day with a new kind of workout. It’s a yoga practice that is a little different, full of dynamic energy and hip music. I’ve practiced Hatha yoga on and off for years but more recently I discovered a new form of practice and I love it.
I discovered Kundalini yoga by Ana Brett and Ravi Singh. This dynamic duo has taken an ancient and fairly sobering practice of yoga and given it a bit of a twist with big breath of fresh air, new age style. I love the way yoga makes me feel but get very bored with the same old stuff. So I peruse the Fit TV channel from time to time for new workouts. I tried Ana and Ravi’s 16 minute beginning yoga workout and I”m hooked. I fell in love with the up-beat music and felt inspired when the workout was over. I can’t wait to get the 2 dvd’s I ordered. If you’re intrigued to learn more check out the Ravi Ana store.
I had a little visitor show up at my door this weekend, stay tuned for more details on that.
Enjoy your day!
xo-jj
Snow Day
Saturday afternoon a cute little package arrived on my door step, covered with curious stickers and a beautiful label addressed to me. To me? Yes, to me! Well you know how I love surprises, so I’m sure you can just imagine my excitement. Inside the box was a few fanciful goodies from the fabulously famous MS. V and the cutest little bug I’ve ever seen. I’m not a fan of bugs but this guy is sweet as far as bugs go.
Milo the infamous millennium bug from our fun and fabulous friend Deborah was finally here for his visit to Michigan, as part of his world tour. Well right away his appointment calendar began to fill with tea parties and play dates. Today was to be his big debut with the princess and her under study, princess number 2 but a terrible snow storm blew in and wiped his calendar clean. The poor fellow ran out and threw himself into a snow bank. His photo shoot and fun is postponed for a day or two.
I hope he likes the snow because I plan to send it all home with him when he leaves. They’re predicting 12 to 18 inches before this storm is over. I sure hope Deborah’s lawn boy knows how to use a shovel!
xo-jj
A secret love note and a box of chocolates…
I’m thinking of romantic adventures, like a drive to a little cozy cabin in the woods with a roaring fire and bottle of wine for two, poured and waiting, or a walk on the beach that leads to a lonely bottle washed up from the sea with a secret love letter tucked deep inside, just maybe a quiet walk through the snowy woods to discover a twig nest and tiny rock with the words be mine painted in red.
I love all three scenarios above but I think MR. Java and I will settle for a cozy dinner, romantic movie “The Holiday” with Cameron Diaz comes to mind, a glass of wine and a lovely box of chocolates. Just one more thing to add to this plan, my hunt for the perfect nest to tuck a little message into. After I find a cute little nest, I’ll make a trip to the store for a box of chocolates and a bottle of wine but most important is the bag of candy hearts. I’ll pick the perfect message and place it just so on a piece of green moss, then I’ll tuck this love nest in a brown paper box and carefully wrap it in red velvet ribbon.
The perfect compromise to my big Romantic adventure? maybe. The hardest part will be bundling up and venturing out through a foot of snow in search of the ultimate nest but I can’t wait!
Tell me your Valentine secrets….
Happy Valentines Day!!! I wish you love!
ps. I will draw the winner of the peace necklace for OWOH on sunday night and post the name sometime Monday.
xo-jj
Milo and the peculiar princess
After enduring many days of blowing snow and frigid temperatures Milo’s visit to the crazy kingdom of this and that began to improve. A fabulous party was under way and he was the guest of honor. He danced, he ate, he laughed and then the moment he had been waiting for came to pass. It was time to meet the peculiar Princess Giselle and her wee under study Fabulous Fairah. He graciously offered his hat to the princess as she inspected his dapper attire. The giggling, the kissing the sugary snacks, it was almost too much for a bug who had spent the better part of his life in Debra’s closet.
Milo with the peculiar princess of peppermint peak
Milo with Fabulous Fairah, a princess in training
Alas it is time for this traveling bug to head on down the road for a visit to Linda at Lime in the Coconut. His journey will begin after a wee winters nap.
Thanks Debra for sending Milo on this world tour. He will be on his way in a few days.
xo-jj
Happy Friday
{what I love} I love to get together with my friends and throw a great party, my beautiful children and grand children, sunny days, corona’s w/lime, coconut lotion, my family & friends, a hot cup of mocha, browsing Anthropologie, walking on the beach with Mr. Java and just enjoying life. Oh and one more thing… big, bold beautiful jewelry…
I love this vintage look made fresh and new, the colors, the style- it’s me!
Be still my heart, I want , I want…
Super fresh and sweet
So cute for spring, I can’t wait for spring!
This makes me think of the perfect June wedding.
I love it all !!!
Enjoy your weekend
xo-jj
got shovel-check, got mittens- check, gone crazy-check, check
Pink, Pink and more Pink!
It’s a winter wonderland out there today, nothing but white, cold, not a car in sight. So what’s a winter-hating, cabin feverish girl to do? Day dream… pretend, drool and indulge in a little color therapy. I think I could live in Betsy Johnson’s world of pink heaven. Could you? I love the quirky fashions she creates and I’m envious of her beautiful penthouse and very bold choice of color. Do you ever wonder what drives a person like her, how do they step out of the ordinary, get noticed and become an icon.
The dogs are in a hibernative sleep and the cat keeps looking at me, out the window and then back at me, as if to say, do something would you. His faint meow is filled with desperation on the verge of insanity. Get in line Ricky-bobby!
This is the perfect day to get caught up on indoor chores and office organizing, oh sure, perfect for someone who doen’t lack discipline and motivation for such things. This girl is feeling non-productive and she certainly can’t bear another day of incarceration, instead she’ll hop into her tiny, little sports car with 2″ tires and run a few errands. What would Betsy do? If she (me) makes her way through the seven plus inches of snow she will be sure to be first in line at the post office and most likely the only one waiting for a hot cup of mocha, tall, non-fat and no whip, please.
Wish me luck, I better throw in the shovel. he he…
xo-jj
PS: All my love to our friend Renee and her family!
I’m waiting…
Pristine white, quiet, crisp and cold, the stillness of a winter’s storm brings solitude and a restful sleep. But soon that slumber will be interrupted by the warmth of the sun and the emergence of tiny green shoots giving birth to spring. I can hardly wait to dig in the dirt, run barefoot through the garden and display freshly cut flowers on my table. I love the business of birds gathering twigs for their nest. I can’t wait to see something other than white outside my window. I want to feel warmth of the morning sun on my face, go for a walk, shed protective layers of wool and forgo the zippers that shield me from the cold.
I remind myself daily that it won’t be long before there are flowers just beyound my door and an afternoon outside will bring sweat to my brow. I’m eagerly waiting…
image borrowed from wedding pros on wordpress
The softness of a delicate blossom, the sight of newly emerged shoots in a most vibrant shade of green makes the long wait worth while.
sigh…
love, jj
The love list
A little eye candy for a marvelous monday
love, love this turquoise turret pot from Anthropologie
A cozy little cottage for your feathered friends
Cute little sweater for spring, Anthropologie of course
Alice in Wonderland comes to theaters on friday, ohhh, I can’t wait!
Have a marvelous monday filled with dreamy thoughts…
love, love… jj
Decorate your nest
I’m loving all the bird decor for spring and I thought I’d share a few with you.
I love this sweet little bird cage by Tamar at Nest Decorating. It’s so colorful and Anthropologie-like.
This little painting was done by Angie over at paintingchic. I won the OWOH drawing for this fellow and he know stes on a shrlf in my entry-love him!
What a sweet necklace by floridity an etsy seller.
This is how we do it at Pottery Barn. The store is abloom with spring. I’ve been able to nurture my spring fever while working.
Wore this little piece of spring, yesterday. Love…..
I noticed just yesterday the birds are beginning to chatter again, feels like spring!
xo-jj
plant the seed, boho girl
The mantra above describes me to a certain extent especially the part about embracing my spirituality, aspiring to my dreams and living through my passions. The unmoveable, unshakeable, unstoppable part I’m still working on.
I’ve tried to live my life in a way that suits me. I’m becoming more environmentally conscious, even my decorating is going green. Living in a healthy way and eliminating stress by spending time in nature and with my lovies.
I’m trying to reuse and repurpose where I can, as in my latest decorating project of recycled magazine pages and vintage jewelry.
I came across the mantra above in the eco-friendly Boho Magazine It supports the notion of living green and being true to one’s self-I love that. I need another magazine subscription like I need another hole in my head but this one is different, it inspires me to keep going and do better-I need that.
It’s so important right now to think globally but buy locally. We should embrace the world like never before but remain loyal by supporting our neighbors.
I’m digging deep on a friday with a little food for thought. Are you a boho girl or guy?
xo-jj
The land of blog
Find the seed at the bottom of your heart
and bring forth a beautiful flower
-shigenori kameoka
Yesterday I attended an all day training for women in politics. It was designed to prepare women to run for office. I attended to get a better understanding of politics as I am working on a campaign to elect my girlfriend to the house of representatives. I enjoyed the conference and learned so much more than I had ever anticipated. So much of it could be applied to every day life and business but there was one thing I totally disagreed with. The presenter asked if anyone had a blog, mine was the only hand waving proudly in the air, 50 or so women. I was told it was detrimental to my character and a complete waste of my time. Well obviously she has never experienced the true friendships and undying support shared in blogland.
I understand that if you’re running for office, which I am not, you have to be careful about what you put out in print and every waking moment is focussed on how to get yourself elected but there is something very special here that I would have difficulty leaving behind.
It is in that spirit that I posted the quote above. The land of blog and all of you have allowed a tiny seed deep down in my heart to emerge and blossom into something extraordinary and I thank you for that!
xo-jj
Beachy
This image was borrowed form a flicker friend
In less than 3 weeks I will be headed for the sand and surf of Captiva island. I’m usually more prepared by now but for some reason, this year, I feel a little more laid back about the whole thing and a lot more unorganized. Just this week the panick of what to wear on the beach set in. Last year’s swimsuit just isn’t going to cut it 
So I began the painful process of looking for the perfect suit, stylish, doesn’t scream middle-aged woman but it doesn’t let it all hang out either. I would love to find a suit, try it on, have it fit and just cash and carry.But that almost never happens, instead I always turn to my old stand-by for beach wear, Victoria’s Secret. My suit is ordered and my fingers are crossed, hoping the fit is right.
Click here to see what I’ll be wearing. If I looked like the model in the pic I’d be wearing a swim suit all day long, well maybe not in Michigan…frostbite!
Spring is slowly coming around the corner, I can feel it, ahhhh!
Enjoy your weekend…
xo-jj
What’s your secret to pretty feet
this pic was borrowed from prettybychoicefiles on wordpress
Spring is whispering softly from afar which means soon very soon my feet will be bare every chance they get. I love love to run around in bare feet or nearly bare, a pair of flip-flops or strappy sandals are heaven after a long winter of wool socks and barely breathable boots. With that being said there is one minor detail to consider. I think you know what I’m going to say.
It’s this image from womenshealthmag vs. that image from about beauty
You didn’t think I was going to post a pic of my feet did you? Well not until I get them all pretty which may take a week or two.
I’ll be bare-footen through the garden in no-time, 6 weeks, tops.
So here is where I need your help. Tell me your secret to pretty feet. What do you use, how do you do it and how long does it take to work. I can’t wait to hear what you have to say…
xo-jj
Hippity Hoppity
Looks like the Easter Bunny is on her way… Can you believe that princess number 2 is six months old? Where does the time go? They grow up way too fast! It’s almost spring… enjoy it!
Love, love this hippy, hippy chic look . I love boho and I wear it often. My premier trunk show/open house is this weekend. I wish you all lived a little closer so you could join in on a little fashionable fun. Wish me luck….
xo-jj
Center stage
Do you ever stop to think about how small your focus is and how at times you live in a tiny bubble, you only see what is important to you at that very moment. Our thoughts are immediate and at the center of everything. It’s hard to imagine that our issues are just a passing thought to others. I sometimes forget that the feature playing, center stage in my life, may not be so important to others. Everyone has there very own feature presentation playing on a unique stage and all at the same time.
It’s important to share your life/stage with others while celebrating their individual focus/ issues as well. Our lives are running simultaneously, sometimes our roles collide and intertwine with friends ,family and co-workers but most often we remain totally separate and alone.
I had a conversation with a co-worker yesterday about a friend of theirs who gets fixated on things in her life and can’t see anything or anyone else around her, she doesn’t realize that her issues are not center stage or important to everyone. This conversation made me think about a girl I know who may at times be guilty of same but she’s working on it.
My trunk show went well. I admit that I expected so much more but then I always do. I am trying to learn to enjoy each moment and every little triumph. I want to learn to accept and appreciate the little things and to respect each and every center stage even if my place/role is only in the audience/background.
I’m so glad you are a part of my stage and I yours.
Happy Tuesday…
xo-jj
Vintage inspired
There is something so special and romantic about vintage fashion. I have long been a fan and collector of vintage jewelry and I admire vintage hats. But this little beauty takes my breath away. It’s so elegant and timeless. Oh and the scarf-very sexy.
This years big hunt for the perfect swim suit ended a few weeks ago before I saw this.
I would pair this suit up with a beachy necklace it’s vintage inspired, from Stella & Dot
I like the suit I choose but if I had seen this one first there wouldn’t have been a dilema- no contest this suit was perfect.
Until I saw this one…
I love, love the flirty little skirt and the ruffles on the top, it’s so me. This suit doesn’t require a necklace but a silk wrap with silver charms from Stella & Dot would be the perfect companion.
This pic is hard to see. It’s is my daughters wrist with 2 wraps, one for each baby girl, birth stones, letter charms and hearts to represent her love for them- it’s awesome.
Unfortunately I discovered these suits a bit too late. My Garnet Hill catalog didn’t arrive until a couple days ago. Oh well I’ll keep them in mind for next year.
This is what I’m wearing today, the necklace on the left. I love the new Palm Beach line- it leaves me inspired.
Enjoy your day….
xo-jj
Quickie in Chicago
This image was borrowed from a flicker friend
The last few weeks have been fast and furious,no time to savour or reflect on anything. I’m getting ready to embark on my yearly spring break in just a few days and I’m overwhelmed with must do’s before I go. Even so I had to make good on a promise I made to a little girl (the princess) that I would take her to the Chicago American Girl store to spend her Christmas money. So on Sunday I did just that. Packed up the car with mommy princess, baby princess, grammy princess and great-grammy princess. We left very early morning and returned very, very late at night. It was a long way to go for just a few hours of fun but totally worth it.
She was so exited and over whelmed at first it was fun to watch. Even at the young age of two princess Giselle is addicted to dolls, jewels and all things girlie. The cutest part of the whole day was when we entered the bitty-baby room and she let out a gasp and then grabbed her doll and said look…. your friends. It almost made me cry and definitely made the trip worth while. The store is amazing at three stories tall. It’s also exhausting.
Lanie the doll of the year was Giselle’s pick-she’s adorable.
We didn’t make many other stops except my fave store- Anthrolpologie- love it like no other. As I entered the store my heart raced and my palms got sweaty. I looked, I drooled and I dreamed but I didn’t spend. I’m so proud of myself. This trip was for the princess and besides I have no funds to spend with vacation just 3 days away.
Now if I can only smooth the bags under my eyes and guzzle enough coffee to get my butt out of this chair and off to work… Need sleepy and a comfy pair of shoes to get me through this day!
Happy Monday
xo-jj
Island girl
My bags aren’t packed and I haven’t done a thing to get ready but that won’t stop Mr. Java and I from jumping in the car and heading south shortly after sunrise, tomorrow. In the past I’ve been very organized. I started packing well in advance, even kept a check list. This year is a bit different, more laid back and nonchalant. Which is totally fitting for the subtropical paradise we’re headed to. Captiva island is a bustling island covered in cottages and tropical foliage. The image above is a view of Laika lane just outside my cottage door. This year we downsized to a smaller place a few steps closer to the beach. I can’t wait to take a stroll down this shell covered path to the beach.
I’ll return to Michigan and my blog in about two weeks. Happy Easter and cheers to a beautiful spring!
xo-jj
this image was borrowed from ccambridge.org
A sexy balcony and my deepest thoughts
I thought I was in Paris but it was just a sexy balcony in Nashville Tn.
I just returned from vacation, a quiet reprieve, a tiny ripple in the stillness of my life. It felt good but it also made me think a little about everything. Here’s what I know for sure…
You must go with the rhythm of life-let it flow.
Except the stillness in your life-it’s a starting point, your resting place- enjoy it.
equilibrium in your life is everything, learn to say no and when to say yes.
You probably already have everything you’re looking for-dig deeper.
If you could string as many moments of joy as closely together as possible then your life would be almost perfect.
love yourself
I had a great time on vacation. I didn’t find all the answers or solve the world’s problems but I did come home with fond memories and a glowing tan. I guess I can’t ask for too much more than that.
My little bungalow by the beach.
Enjoy your day… xo-jj
I love the journey
This is the little chapel by the sea on Captiva. There is something so serene about this place- I love it.
My travels south started out with traffic jams and a grumpy hubby who said we are never taking our vacation by car again-back to the sky next year. The drive was my idea. It had been a long time since I traveled afar by car, we always fly to our destinations but I had this romantic idea of the open road and little kitschy places tucked away off the beaten path just waiting to be discovered by me.
You know that dream of mine… hopping in a hippie van and traveling the us with my camera and a journal, documenting every ounce of cool and kitschy I can find.
The cool and the kitschy were not along the expressway and I didn’t take many pics, didn’t even write one sentence in my journal. I’m not sure why, it just didn’t happen.
The ride home was a little different. We were forced to get off the beaten path when the expressway was nearly closed down due to the insane amount of people heading north after spring break and the snow birds heading back to Michigan. This was a good thing!
Although I didn’t get a chance to take any pictures or jot things down in my journal, (hubby was driving like a mad man in an attempt to get out of Florida and get away from the people he claimed didn’t know how to drive, I was hanging on for dear life) I did see some things that were amazing and kind of surreal. I saw tiny shacks and mini log cabins that looked like something out of the 1930′s. They were full of life, clothes hanging on the line, junk scattered across the yard, children playing out front and one with an alligator hook hanging over the pond, baited and ready to catch sunday’s dinner. It was hard to believe we were still in Florida or the U.S. for that matter.
Since I didn’t get a chance to take pics at rapid speed,( hubby wasn’t stopping for anything at that point) I borrowed this image of a Florida shack from sxc.hu.
We passed tiny houses that looked like they hadn’t been changed or updated in 80 years or more. Just as I felt like we had entered a time warp, we would pass a modern gas station or car dealership, out in the middle of nowhere. It was interesting and kind of amazing too. This was the old Florida drive I remember taking as a child, very rural and charming. I guess one could feel sad when looking at the dilapidated places along the road but it just wasn’t like that. They were full of life and seemed to be a lifestyle that was lived on purpose, simpler and uncomplicated, or so it seemed, maybe this was just my romantic side believing that these people had chosen a life that imitated a simpler and happier time for them . I can’t believe how much lives differ from one area to another.
This trip was restful and refreshing but it stirred up that wander-lust inside me. I’m just itching to hop that hippie bus to destinations unknown, journal in hand, camera ready.
xo-jj
Kitschy cool and cottage chic
image borrowed from telegraph.co.uk
This room is calling my name. This combo of cottage cute and collectable treasures speaks to me. I have always wanted a little cottage to decorate in a colorful shabby chic/country charm way. I would love a little cottage by the lake or ocean (even better) just so I could decorate in a cottagey way. I’m in love!
this image borrowed from farm4.flickr.static
This room doesn’t say cottage but I can’t get over the fifties charm, so cool. My grandmother had the very same table with chairs in chili pepper red. I could eat here.
image borrowed from web.mawebcenters.com
Oh what can I say… the rich color of the wooden planks, the slip covered furniture, the little pink frig, mint green table and that chandelier, Once again, I’m in love.
image borrowed from img4.myhomeideas.com
Love, love this cottage clean look, breakfast anyone? This room stirs up a hearty appetite for pancakes, eggs and sausage, mmm.
The following images are my shots of the kitschy cottage, by-the-sea, that I called home for one week.
This was my breezy living room looking onto a shell covered path to the beach, loved it!
The perfect little dining nook with a view of the palm trees and screened in porch, complete with tiny geckos soaking up the sun.
The guest bedroom was so darn cute, it’s a shame we didn’t have anyone to fill it.
I’m feeling a little cottage envy today, perhaps it’s because I’m off to work to help my customers pick out the perfect furniture and acessories for their cottage… sigh
Enjoy your day
xo-jj
Things that inspire me, today
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So feminine and fabulous in a boho kind of way. As you know I love boho. This dress is drop dead gorgeous and I must confess that I put a bid on it. Not sure it will fit me but I think I could hang it on my closet door and be inspired, no words except love , love!
Vintage fashion is so classy and inspiring.
Once again I’m in love with this look, the crisp white accented by those dramatic black beads. Found this image at junebug weddings, fabulous!
This little number from posh24 is so flirty and fun, let’s do lunch!
Drum roll, please, the most inspiring thing of the day is…
My little princess babies. Ahhhh, okay I’m ready to start my day!
BTW the company, Stella & Dot, is launching a new jewelry line for little girls, it’s available April 26th.
Won’t my baby girls look amazing in these? I can’t wait!
Oh and wish me luck on the bid for the dress.
xo-jj
Got a vintage itch I can’t scratch
I didn’t win the dress. The auction ended with it going for over $87.00, I couldn’t dig that deep. It was gorgeous but I wasn’t even sure it would fit. sigh…
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This time of year always puts me in the mood to go junktiquing, (sp???) I have a few haunts that I like to peruse for treasures.
I don’t really have the time or the money to persue this hobby right now but if I did I’d be on the look out for something like this…
or maybe something like this…
I suddenly have the itch to paint all my wood furniture in a shabby chic kind of way. But then there’s Mr. Java who hates shabby chic. I can see his head shaking right now, no, no, no.
A couple of years ago I talked him into helping me do this to an old dresser that I’d picked up at a garage sale. Not his style but I like it’s cottage charm. It stays in my office, which is very whimsical, well actually it’s a whimsical mess right now It needs an over-haul and a good cleaning.
That’s all for now back to real life. Take care and enjoy your weekend.
xo-jj
It’s my time
This image takes my breath away. It’s spring at it’s best and I borrowed it from the wedding pros on wordpress.
It’s Tuesday and I have the whole day to be whatever I choose, free, relaxed, inspired, or whatever else comes to pass. This is the first time in a long time with the whole day to devote to whatever I want.
I think I’ll begin my day with a deep breath or cool spring air… it smells like melted frost and newly emerging grass. I see green shoots poking their heads up through the forest floor. I hear busy birds chattering away as they gather material for their feathered nests. A splash down in the pond by a large Canadian goose breaks my concentration. It’s lovely and it’s mine to enjoy…
Enjoy your day!
xo-jj
Spring vignettes
Just wanted to share the spring vignettes I created, yesterday, my day off. Gosh I needed that, feeling recharged and refreshed.
Hydrangea, green and pink, my fave
Lulu, the bust Mr. Java gave me for Christmas, is now dressed in her summer best with a shell necklace and crown that I created just for her.
A closer look
More collections, creations and books
More of my shell collection
Green plants in turquoise and terracotta pots with the perfect patina, bohemian scarf and more shells
Rustic, nature, and angelic treasures-love
Indoor pics with flash, not my fave but you get the idea. Just wanted to share my day of blissful decorating with you.
xo-jj
My life would be perfect if…
Photo borrowed from myhomeideas.com
So here we are living, dreaming and sharing our experiences with one another. We all have our ups and downs in this quest for a perfect life. Sometimes we know what we want, sometimes we can fill in that blank- if… but sometimes it’s not so clear, you could say, it’s kind of a gray area.
We could say things like- my life would be perfect if…
I had enough money to live it the way I wanted to,
if I had an awesome body, healthy and beautiful, that will never grow old,
if I had a great job, that I loved,
If I had the time to do the things I wanted to do and had the time to spend it with the people I wanted to be with instead of those who just happen to be in the same place at the same time.
Yesterday while driving home from work I listened to an interview with Meaghan Daun the author of ”My life would be perfect if I lived in that house”. It made me think about how I might complete the sentence- my life would be perfect if… but I really couldn’t come up with a viable option or the perfect line and then I thought… what is perfect and is that really what I want? hmmm…
The following is an excerpt of this book… I like it!
Yesterday, a piece of my house came off in my hands. I don’t mean that metaphorically. I banged the garbage can against an outside wall, and a piece of stucco about the size of a sheet of paper came ever so slightly loose. When I touched it, it fell gently into my palm. It was as if the house were giving me a lock of its hair, or perhaps coughing up phlegm. I was concerned, but it also happened that I was really busy that day. I just couldn’t get into it with the stucco, not right then anyway. Also, I was coming up on my five-year anniversary of owning the house, and if there’s anything I’ve learned in five years, it’s this: if a piece of your house falls off and you don’t know what to do with it, throwing it in the trash and forgetting about it is a perfectly viable option. And it so happened that the trash can was right there. Once upon a time I would have made a beeline to the yellow pages to look up “stucco replacement,” but I’ve come a long way since then.
So has the house. I bought it in 2004, and as I write this, it’s supposedly worth $100,000 less than what I paid for it. By the time you read this, it will probably be worth even less than that. I try not to care because if I cared too much, or even thought about it too much, I’d go insane. I’ve spent enough time here being insane, believe me. I was insane when I bought the place, and I went even more insane afterward. Then again, the whole world was high a few years ago. The whole world, or at least the whole country, was buying real estate and melting it down to liquid form and then injecting it into veins. For my part, it’s tempting to say I succumbed to peer pressure, but it was really much more complicated than that. There is no object of desire quite like a house. Few things in this world are capable of eliciting such urgent, even painful, yearning. Few sentiments are at once as honest and as absurd as the one that moves us to declare: “Life would be perfect if I lived in that house.”
I’m writing this book in homage to that sentiment, which is to say I’m telling the story of a very imperfect life lived among very imperfect houses.
I, too, have had fantasies about the perfect house- a quaint little cottage surrounded by a garden of roses and other aromatic bloomers, the creamy white kitchen is old but still very functional, the wood floors creak with every step I take, but the windows open up to a panoramic view of the sea. The smell of sea-spray and romantic flowers fills my breath as the breeze gently graces my cheek like the touch of a feather and this house, this view, this experience makes my life seem,,, well… perfect!
My eyes are closed and my head is laying back in my chair, I can feel it- I’m there and it’s perfect…
xo-jj
A very ordinary girl now middle-aged woman who thinks extraordinary thoughts in no particuliar order
A very ordinary girl now middle-aged woman who thinks extraordinary thoughts in no particular order. I’m thinking this may become a new feature on my blog. Perhaps I’ll touch on it once a week or twice a month or maybe even every other post. I can’t be pinned down right now or get caught up in the details, I have too much to say. I may start at the beginning, at the end or maybe even in the middle because I do things like that
I thought my life was going to turn out differently, after all I have a destiny, a mission, a niche, but I haven’t found it just yet. I know it’s out there, lurking in the shadows just waiting for the right moment to happen.
I couldn’t wait to grow up and find my purpose, that niche, my something but I had to get married to my high school sweet-heart, have kids and purchase my first house before I could pursue my dreams. Those things were too important to let get away and they had to get done before I was too set in my ways to get married, too old to have kids and before I had spent most of my adult life in a rented apartment.
While raising kids I knew that my something was out there but I was too busy, too fulfilled and way too brain-dead to go looking for it. It would have to wait and wait and wait.
How long should one wait? Should I start looking? Actually I think I’ve been looking all along but no niche. I’ve always thought that when I was ready it would just happen. All I had to do was wish for it and the answer would become, loud and clear, a flash of light, an epiphany, happiness.
I use to dream of a life in the big city. This life included my loving family, the perfect house, a little fame and a lot of money. All made possible by my thriving career. I had my whole life ahead of me and plenty of time to achieve everything I’d hoped for. It was going to happen. I could feel it. I just had to get through the next few years of raising my family before it could happen. I raised my family and now when I look back I know that those were the most fulfilling years of my life. Perhaps thats why I put off the dream, my wish.
As the years passed my dreams and wishes got a lot smaller and a little closer to home.
I once wished for a beautiful white cat to fill my house with cozy charm, to make it feel homey and full. I envisioned her sitting in the front window when I arrived home in the evening, waiting for my company.
I wished and a couple of months later he showed up. He was different from what I envisioned, his fur was short with tan patches and he was absent a tail. I welcomed him into my home anyway but he didn’t like the indoors. he preferred the porch to my cozy office. So now when I arrive home I find him waiting not on my window sil but waiting all the same. By the way he brought friends-I feed them too.
I wished for more children and I got a grandchild. Grandchildren are God’s greatest work and I never tire of their company. I’m not your typical grandma. I don’t bake. I can barely cook and I wear jeans with holes in the knees.
A few years ago I wished for more time with my family and something happened at work that made it justified for me to quit. I never looked back because I was sure this was a sign and my special talents were about to emerge. That was two and a half years ago. I’ve tried on a few hats since then but nothing fits. Someone once said, ”I think you just don’t like to work” not true. I just want to feel passionate about what I’m doing, be good at it and make a living while doing it.
Not all my wishes come true. I’ve wished for something I enjoyed, loved, something I was really good at. It had to be a career where I could make a living while doing it. Something all my own. Nothing happened. I’m afraid it may take a little work on my part to find it, patience and focus, things I’m not very good at. I have the attention span of a three-year old child after she has consumed an entire box of cookies, chocolate chip of course.
I’m not whinning and I’m certainly not ungrateful for all the wonderful things in my life. I’m just wondering if maybe I’m going about this quest for success and completion all wrong. Perhaps…
This is just me thinking out loud
xo-jj
A reoccuring dream and a visit with old friends
Tonight I will be revisiting my past. A dozen or so girls from my graduating class are getting together for a night of laughter and reminiscing, a few I haven’t seen in twenty years, others I run into on occasion. I can’t wait to listen, hug and giggle the night away. We reconnected on facebook and decided it was time for a face to face.
As a teen I couldn’t wait to get out of school and move on with my life and now after more than twenty years I can’t wait to go back to those years and visit the friends I left behind. It’s funny how that works. You are always looking for the next best thing but can’t wait to go back to the good old days. I’m sure this meet-up has something to do with the reason I have been so preoccupied about where I’ve gone with my life.
Thank you Shell and Seawitch for your words of wisdom.
When I first started junior high I used to dream about walking down the long halls lost and late for class. Last night I revisited that dream. It’s funny how certain things never leave you.
Tonight I will be toasting to old friends and I’ll probably realize that life hasn’t really changed all that much.
clink, clink to old friends and new
xo-jj
A bowl of bohemian soup makes an ordinary girl feel creative and complete
Yesterday morning I awoke to the sound of black birds squabbling over the last of the winter berries and a cupboard completely devoid of anything edible. No matter how much I detest a trip down the isles of my local grocery store it’s impossible to put it off for even one more day.
I don’t check the cupboards, make lists or have even the vaguest idea of what is on the menu for the up-coming week when I set out on my shopping trip. I wander through the isles with everything but cooking on my mind. I look at the young woman pushing the cart in front of me and wonder. Does she walk like that because her jeans are too tight or does she have a genuine disability? Is that guy with the cart full of beer and cookies having a party or does he eat like that on a regular basis? I sniff the laundry detergent in an attempt to find something that doesn’t make my clothes smell like wilted flowers or some other offensive aroma. I look down at my cart and notice that so far I’ve managed to toss a tube of mascara and a bottle of advil into my cart, no fixins for dinner or anything remotely edible has come close to this four-wheeled basket that’s in desperate need of a front end alignment.
After another hour or so of wandering through the isles, noticing the loose tiles on the floor and savoring the smell of freshly ground coffee beans, I do manage to secure a few items worthy of consumption. This mix in my basket doesn’t resemble anything that would make a meal but it inspires me to go home and create something warm and fresh with a little spice.
A carton of organic chicken broth set to boil, a cup or so of chipotle bisque, ( I never measure anything) a quarter box of frozen corn-the kind with both white and yellow kernels, stir-fried chicken strips, dance in the pot for a few minutes before I add some brown rice and a handful of spices. It smells okay, earthy but not quite finished-the toppers are the best part. A handful of cilantro, a half dozen chips, a few slices of avacado-soft and creamy but not too ripe and a large spoonful of fresh salsa… whala, I have a bowlful of the most delisc bohemian soup ever-tasted,well at least I think so.
It’s earthy, spicey and more importantly, edible. I don’t like to cook unless I can experiment with whatever ingredients sound good to me at the time. I know what I need to eat in order to feel good for the day but the whole idea of going to the store and figuring out what to buy is painful. If only I would have thought beyond last nights dinner and bought something for breakfast this morning, this rainy day- hovering just above 40 degrees wouldn’t be so challenging to maneuver, maybe next shopping trip. ;)
xo-jj
A river of words
The light filtered through my window in such a way that I became engaged, motivated, no, compelled to capture it’s essence. One click and it was done, the color, the moment, the magic only lasted for a minute or two before the morning light took on another position. It morphed itself into something benign.
If you wait long enough anything will change. It happens when you’re not looking, at night when you are fast asleep but sometimes the transformation takes place right in front of your eyes.
One of my roles in the family is peacemaker or it maybe better defined as channel master. I listen, I talk and then I defuse the situation. It’s not as simple as all that and it doesn’t work half the time but I always give it my best shot. I’m comfortable in that role most days except a day like today, when all I want is to be my own guide, my own channel master. To have time to listen to me and then quickly change the channel if I don’t like the feature presentation.
The act of writing/typing this on-line diary is a revelation for me. I start out on one subject and then quickly change to something entirely different. It’s a great opportunity to reveal my inner most thoughts. What starts out as a quick post becomes a river of words which are the deepest aspect of who I am at this very moment. I’m so glad I have someone to share them with.
xo-jj
Grandma’s attic
On my way home from work yesterday I felt a familiar calling. It whispered, more like nagged me to take a little diversion to a nearby town. I pulled off the highway, drove through several stops lights, down a residential street, over the railroad tracks and into a little parking lot. The sky was overcast and grey after a full day of rain but no matter, the place I was going didn’t have any windows, just stuff, wall to wall stuff.
A little town a few miles to the north-east of my home is over-run with tiny antique shops, where you can find almost anything your heart desires- if you’re willing to pay for it. I quite often go just to browse, live in the moment of yesterday and hope that something I can’t live without jumps out at me, for the right price, of course.
When I first entered the shop I didn’t feel anything , no nostalgia, no excitement, no lust. I thought this trip was going to be a bust so I turned toward the door in an attempt to make it home and have dinner made before my hubby arrived. I made it halfway before I was stopped dead in my tracks by a case of vintage jewels, my biggest weakness. It was then that I felt that feeling of nostalgia, want, lust. The memories of grandma and her dresser in the attic filled with sparkly brooches, vintage hats and scarves, things I covet today.
The sales girl came over and offered to open the case. I knew once she did that it was all over for me but that tiny voice that came from an eight year old girl dying to play with her grandma’s jewels said “yes please.” Well I guess there isn’t too much else to say except I love the cameo brooch, the millenary flowers and the salvaged rosary chain that I spent three hours assembling last night. It looks great and I think if I can find the strength to part with it I’ll put it up for sale in my Etsy shop next week.
Have a wonderful weekend. I’m headed up-north to hunt for moral mushrooms-yum!
xo-jj
A run through the garden
Had a great weekend up-north- came home to a garden full of surprises.
Peony flowers are my fave and this yummy shade of red fades to a soft pink in the warm sun. Love, love…
Love the wispy stems that end with an explosion of pink. It doesn’t get much better than this…
chive, chive and more chives, they’ve taken over my garden with a vengeance. I love the fresh green stem topped with a bulging head filled with potential, just waiting to explode.
This is the end of our tour and the start to a Monday full of potential.
BTW speaking of potential
she’s lovely and listed
xo-jj
Yes, you can
Someone once said,
“Your wings already exist.
All you have to do is fly.”
I’m soaring through the rain today
how about you?
xo-jj
making love in the garden
Morning light graced my cheek, the clock read 6:15 and my body said no way as I slowly put one foot in front of the other in search of a steamy cup of coffee. My legs and back are sore from a weekend of pulling weeds and planting flowers. The pain is worth the feeling of accomplishment and the fact that the herb pots are once again alive with aromatic goodness makes me smile. There will be a few more mondays with sore muscles before my garden will flourish with love but I’m okay with that.
This day began in the mid-fifties but as I tip-toed across the dewy deck, admiring my work, I heard the weather man promise a high of eighty-five degrees before this day is done. I took a deep breath and another sip of hot coffee as thoughts of bare feet and long summer days in the garden crept in.
xo-jj
Today’s cool hunt
I went on a little cool hunt this morning and found this…
A bedroom to die for. I love everything about it. If this was my bedroom I might never leave my bed. Okay your right I can’t sit still for more than 5 minutes but I’m just saying…
As the years pass I become more and more determined to own a cottage kitsch house. I love, love old architecture , mediterranean, country cottage,english cottage, french country, etc. We built a new house a little over six years ago and it is quite modern. The last few years I’ve been craving a little cottage with character. I don’t want to leave the beautiful setting I’m in, woods, meadow, pond, but the heart wants what the heart wants. That doesn’t mean it’s going to get, so for now I dream.
The pathway to this colorful cottage sold me and the red door, well, let’s just say this would definately be an impulse buy. Good thing we’re only cyber shopping.
No new house for me just a cottage garden.
Join me in my garden of cottage dreams…
xo-jj
Believe in the magic
A flicker of inspiration is twinkling in my brain. It must be the gorgeous weather we’re having. Some say it’s too hot but I am at my best when the weather is hot, wearing nothing more than a tank top and shorts, no shoes, no sleeves, nothing to confine me.
I have a million pictures and dozens of quotes traveling through my brain as a quiet breeze blows through my window.
“believe in the magic and your dreams will follow”
xo-jj
Hippy chic
I leave a pair of garden boots on my porch, partly for looks but also for easy access. I wear them on dewy mornings and after a rain. I have on occasion wore them for a quick shopping trip. The princess leaves her boots right beside mine- I love that!
I found myself in a hippy-chic kind of mood today and spent the morning browsing my closet for just the right outfit to wear to work.
I love this image found on fashionista.com Wish I had that boho dress and bright red shoes. It’s amazing what a fun and playful outfit can add to your day.
Add some fun to your day!
xo-jj
Summer lovin’
Just a few reasons why I love summer…
What could be better than running through the sprinkler in a pink bikini?
Playing in the rain.
Splashing in the water table.
Raindrops on roses.
Enjoy the sunshine!
xo-jj
My Diary
I’m Java June or Junie as my friends call me. I’m just a hopeless romantic with a master’s degree in all things dreamy. I could be described as a mid-western girl-next-door with a case of wander lust. My curiosity for all things that cannot be explained sometimes gets me in some unusual predicaments. Come dream with me between the pages of my diary.
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