Javajune's Blog

Someone once said… “Laugh as much as you breathe and love as long as you live.”

My inner gypsy

Discover your inner eclectic.

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

June 23, 2010 Posted by | me, rants, saga, should be illegal | , , , , | 3 Comments

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

June 10, 2010 Posted by | confessions, family woes, photography, saga, Uncategorized | , , , , , , , , | 1 Comment

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

May 24, 2010 Posted by | bad boys, me, nasty habits, saga | , , , , , , | 3 Comments

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

May 7, 2010 Posted by | saga, secrets, should be illegal, Uncategorized | , , , , , | 2 Comments

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

December 31, 2009 Posted by | bad boys, me, rants, saga | , , , , , , , , | 9 Comments

Spellbound

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New tires crunched along the gravel path until her bike came to a stop in front of  the beautiful garden that Mr. Smith had professionally designed last spring. There is no way he’d notice a the missing flower or two should she decide to snip a few and how could he possibly deny a bouquet to the woman who had been his lover the year before. Just as she got up the nerve to lay down her bike and enter the wrought iron gate before her, a  loud rumble over-head forced her eyes to look up into the grey skies.  It wouldn’t be long before that thunder cloud unleashed and made it nearly impossible for her to make it back home.  She smiled the kind of tight-lipped grin that said she was up to something. Her leg swung over the bar and her feet maneuvered the peddles back to the paved road that lead to her home.  Her speed made it look as though she was determined to make it back before the storm but her mind was simply spell bound.

It’s a rainy Wednesday morning and I felt the itch to do a little story telling. I wish I could spend a little more time here with you today but life gets in the way sometimes. 

Take care,

xo-jj

Update…

Some days beg for a little eccentric charm and this crazy outfit is perfect.

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Wouldn’t you agree? Young and cute= looking  perfect in any outfit. He hee

August 26, 2009 Posted by | me, photography, saga | , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 4 Comments

Journey to the other-side

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Someone once said,

“Two roads diverged in a wood, and I- took the one less traveled by, and that has made all the difference. “

I’ve always had a secret desire to buy an old VW hippy van and travel across the US with my camera, a notebook and an open mind. I would love the adventure of an open road laid out before me and the nostalgia of a retro ride not to mention the great gas mileage. So as I embark on my journey in the air to the Pacific North West I will close my eyes and imagine that I’m making this journey on the open road, in this….

I found this pic on Wheels weekly- I love it.  Now imagine my face behind the wheel with a big smile. Get packed Jana, my stylish friend, I’m headed your way and yes your bare feet are welcome on the dash. I can see us now with the wind in our hair and not a care on our faces as we head into Portland to pick up an artsy goddess named Lucinda on our way to the beach. We’ll be having a claim bake in the sand and everyone is invited to join us. Lisa, the beautiful world traveler, is headed up the coast in her sports car for the unravelling reunion. I can’t wait to meet her. I know Susannah the unravelling queen  and many others will be there.  There will be laughter and tears that will last for several days. Music playing, cameras clicking and wine flowing as the surf tumbles across our feet.

That’s my fantasy trip but reality is quite different. I’m headed to Portland Oregon with my son to get him set up for a college internship. There will be many details to tidy up and then a sad goodbye as I leave him in in the north west and return home alone. I’m happy he is taking this opportunity but sad that he’ll be so far from home. I know it’s only a plane ride away but a flight to Pacific North West is damned expensive.  That V-dub bus is looking better all the time.

This trip will be busy but we’ll take some time for fun, a jaunt to the west coast and a visit with my Unravelling friend Lucinda, but this growing up stuff is hard to except. I’m thankful and sad at the same time. So the real deal is that I will be headed to the Detroit airport a little before 5am tomorrow morning to board a plane headed westward.  Deborah, The Mid-life Poet, and sweetest girl in blog-land, has promised to be floating in the pool as I  fly-over around 10:45 Michigan time.  I will return next week and resume a normal life of a mid-western girl.

It’s time for a little more caffeine and a lot of busy work getting ready for the trip. I have bags to pack, a house to clean, errands to run and hugs to give before I embark on my journey across the country. Leave me your thoughts and words of wisdom and I will try to check in during the trip. 

Oregon is a beautiful place with it’s many bridges over rivers that are cut out of the mountains, on a rage toward the sea. I hope to have some insightful moments and wonderful images to share with all of you when I return but for now I leave you with a quote from one of my faves by Norman Maclean.

“Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it. The river was cut by the world’s great flood and runs over rocks from the basement of time. On some of the rocks are timeless raindrops. Under the rocks are the words, and some of the words are theirs.
I am haunted by waters.”

Bye for now.

Take care.

xo-jj

Let the journey begin…

August 11, 2009 Posted by | me, rants, saga | , , , , , , , , , | 8 Comments

Dear diary, I’ve had better days

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Note to self be sure to check under the hood of the car before driving away. That’s all I’m going to say about that 😦

 I’m in a  bit of a dark mood and it’s Friday so I thought no better time than now for a little ghost story. Here goes…

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Back in the late seventies there were two young girls who had far too much time on their hands. They spent many evenings making prank phone calls in the basement of little Debbie’s house. One particular evening they reached an old woman who thought for sure that these little girls were the granddaughters she had not seen for several years and insisted that they come for a visit. So the very next day these two curious little girls set out to find the old house in the camp ground that belonged to the lonely old woman and her sickly husband.  The visit was strange but pleasant and lasted a few hours. The old couple talked about old times and memories that the girls had no knowledge of but went along with. They ate cookies and had tea. The house was in disrepair and full of old musty smelling furnishings. Finally after hours of reminicsing and looking at pictures of unfamiliar faces, it was time for the gravely ill old man to take a nap. He moved at an extremly slow pace and had a very strange color cast about him. His presence kind of scared the little girls but they were polite and said nothing. The old woman was kind but very sad so the girls hugged her and went on their way with a promise to visit the very next day. This visit had been so very strange and hard to explain. The girls didn’t speak much about the old couple or the visit the rest of the day but the next day, shortly after breakfast, just as promised, the girls set out on their bicycles to visit their newly adopted grandparents. When they reached the old cottage style house it looked different, empty in fact. They knocked and knocked but no one answered the door. One girl, who shall remain nameless, peeked inside the windows and was shocked by what she saw- nothing. The house was completely empty except for a few cobwebs and an old broom leaning against the wall. The girls were completely stunned and left the camp grounds without saying a word. After that day they rarely spoke about what had happened to the old couple in the rickety little house or if in fact the visit ever happened at all. That house still stands today and it still looks empty.

This my friends is a very true story. I miss you Debbie and as for my adopted grandparents in the old house- I just don’t know what to say.

That’s all I can handle today.

xo-jj

July 17, 2009 Posted by | family woes, me, saga | , , , , , , , , , , , | 7 Comments

Hey God, is this your way of keeping me entertained?

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This headlines should read:
When country critters invade her space the city girl sweeps into action but gets caught up on her cape, heals or something like that.

Dear friends, I’ve really made a mess of things and I’m afraid I may have become the cat-woman or at least a crazy one.  It all started out so innocently, really it did. This beautiful bob-tailed tom cat was continually visiting  my porch, he looked hungry and lonely, so I feed him a little dog food. Well that quickly turned into left over chicken, then cat food and then he became my friend.  I got sucked in by his gorgeous blue eyes and gentle personality. But then along came Mamma cat, a stray, that has been lurking around the field for years. She hadn’t come close to the house before but now there was lunch and dinner and well, she became my friend too. It looked as though she was pregnant so I took pity and began feeding her as well. But wait remember the tree full of kittens? Yeah, she’d already had a litter of four and brought them to see me, well more like she brought them to dinner.  So now I’m feeding two adult strays and 4 kittens but wait… now enter a third adult cat- a tom cat who tries to attack my Ricky-Bobby (not real original for a bob-tailed cat) and the mama kitty. I”ve tried to chase him away but he isn’t afraid. I’m concerned for the kittens who are still wild and won’t let me catch them so I can give them safe homes. I leave food and a bed in the garage at night for them but I can’t do that forever, I want my garage back and Mr. Java isn’t happy.

Back to the problem with the third tom-cat, I enlisted the help of my cat chasing dog but she didn’t even bark at the big tom-cat, they rubbed noses. She hates every other cat and delights in chasing Ricky-Bobby away every chance she gets, so what gives?  The other night a raccoon came looking for cat food, he tangled with the mama cat-she won. Then last night a big fat skunk tried to enter the garage to get a bite to eat. It’s getting a bit ridiculous isn’t it? “Hey up there, It’s me the witch of Wild Kingdom and I could use some navigation down here!. ”

I really don’t want to live in a house that smells like cats as you come up the walk and the big guy says, “you’ve created this mess and I don’t want any part of it.” Oh and to top all of this off the mama kitty is pregnant again. Oy vey, I think I’m in over my head and I haven’t even mentioned all of the other wild creatures who dig up my lawn and ravage the garden. I live in the city limits for gosh sakes! (I’m trying not to swear) but I’m like a magnet for wild animals, always have been- sorry Mr. Java I didn’t mean you 😉

I’m beginning to feel a bit like the witch in the old Disney movie “The three lives of Thomasina”. Gosh I loved that movie as a little girl. Now stop, I’m not that old they replayed it on the Wonderful World of Disney many, many times.  I remember Sunday nights sitting in front of the fire place watching Disney while eating popcorn- I miss those days.

Alright friends, now my garage smells like cat pee, so I’m in trouble when the mister gets home, what the hell (I couldn’t control myself any longer) what should I do? Oh and if you’re my sister and you’re laughing-stop it, or I’ll tell my friends the story about your glasses and the steamy shower! Ah huh, I knew that’d keep you quiet! Remember my post The city girl doesn’t want to meet the farmers wife? Well this city girl needs a farm and a barn!

That’s all, I’m exhausted!

xo-jj

July 10, 2009 Posted by | confessions, me, saga, Uncategorized | , , , , , , , , | 7 Comments

Good Morning Sister

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Good morning sunshine. I love your warm smile.

 

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Good night shadows and things that go bump in the dark.

 

I love the morning and first light. It’s a truly magic time of day when we open our eyes and see everything with a renewed perspective.  I  especially love summer mornings when the light hits your face and the breeze  flows through your window to deposit a hint of sweet blossom up your nose. This makes the world feel perfect with everything right in it’s place.

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Can you smell it? It’s heaven!

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Now that we’re all awake I have an award to pass on to some rather deserving ladies. My wonderful, thoughtful, beautiful blog-sister Debra  gave it to me and now I shall give it to….

drum roll please….

My brave and soulful sisters from this summer’s unravelling e-course and my real sister (you know who you are).  They laughed, cried and even danced for me (well, not just for me). They had the courage to take a look inside themselves and perhaps clean house if needed. It was a journey and experience I will never forget- I honor their courage and honesty. Thank you girls! You taught me that it’s okay (more like essential) to be myself.  Keep in touch… Please!

Well, I gotta wrap this up because it’s going to be a busy day. Lot’s to do and little time to do it . That’s okay cause life’s like this…

xo-jj

July 9, 2009 Posted by | me, saga | , , , , , , | 8 Comments