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

I’m getting ready for a trip around the world

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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

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January 20, 2010 Posted by | Hello Miss Manners, me, rants, secrets | , , , , , , , , , | 3 Comments

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

January 18, 2010 Posted by | confessions, me, photography, secrets, Uncategorized | , , , , , , , | 7 Comments

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

December 14, 2009 Posted by | bad boys, lovers, me, secrets | , , , , , , , , | 6 Comments

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

 

December 8, 2009 Posted by | confessions, me, secrets | , , , , , , , , | 4 Comments

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

December 4, 2009 Posted by | confessions, me, secrets | , , , , , , , | 6 Comments

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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November 23, 2009 Posted by | me, secrets, Uncategorized | , , , , , | 7 Comments

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

November 17, 2009 Posted by | me, photography, secrets | , , , , , , | 4 Comments

forest sparkles and secret wishes

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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….

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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

November 13, 2009 Posted by | confessions, me, secrets | , , , , , , , | 2 Comments

A sea of whispers

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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

November 4, 2009 Posted by | lovers, me, photography, secrets | , , , , , , | 6 Comments

Witches Night Out

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Picture me in a long pink wig, sleek black dress, black boots and a pointy hat. I will have a spooky martini in one hand and the remote in the other. Why? you ask. Well my pretties, tonight is my turn to host this months girls night with a witchy twist of course. We will feast on a caldron filled with a mysterious concoction, sure to delight any witch with an appetite. Next comes the toast to a good spell of wishes come true and friendships that never end. Then we will settle into a comfy sofa or two to enjoy the cult film, Practical Magic. It will be an evening of laughter and witchy tales too good to miss. I wish you all could be here to enjoy my:

 Espresso Martini

  • 2 cups freshly brewed espresso, chilled
  • 2 cups orange-flavored vodka (recommended: Stoli Ohrani)
  • 1 cup coffee liqueur (recommended: Kahlua)
  • 8 slices orange peel, twisted

Directions

Fill a cocktail shaker halfway with ice. Add the espresso, vodka, and coffee liqueur. Shake for 30 seconds, or until foamy. Strain into a chilled martini glass and decorate with the orange peel. Serve at once.

Along with a bewitching casserole

concocted with a few secret ingredients.

So close your eyes,  put on your pointy hat, and then click your heels 3 times to join me (in spirit) and my friends for a night of fun and laughter.

Cheers!

xo-jj

October 26, 2009 Posted by | me, nasty habits, secrets | , , , , , , | 2 Comments