jam jams

I sent a text this morning to our “baby”.  When did time slip away?  Today, he is 32.  Yikes. That went fast!  When he was little, if you asked him when he was born he would reply, “a hot, hot day in July”.  haha, he was born in Alaska so you have to ask yourself, how hot is “hot, hot” for that area of the country?alaska

When did I become one of “those” people who casually sip their morning coffee while looking online for “proper” pajamas?

Oh, yes, I have a wonderful array of beautiful, luxurious lingerie.  Simply gorgeous stuff. Some of my pieces are so pretty they would make a grandmother blush.  Oh wait, I am a grandma!   I am fortunate to have a lovely selection of lingerie.  Really beautiful items, that yes, I do wear.

However, I am talking about everyday grown up, jam jams.  The kind of article of clothing that you would wear on a late to bed Wednesday night, pack in your suitcase or wear when company is visiting. No need for Doris Day slippers, just pretty, well made, lovely jammies.

Here’s another question:  When did it become appropriate to wear pajamas out of the house, to the store, driving kiddos to school, and apparently to district court?  There was obviously a reason this sign needed to be posted.  pajamas

It seems like the right time in my life.  I am going to make an effort to stop wearing the stretched out faded hot pink, extra soft “Arizona” t-shirt paired with the stretched out periwinkle polka dot, well-worn pajama pants.  It’s time girlfriend, it’s time.

This pair by Ralph Lauren has my interest. pink pajamas

I, like apparently, over 1 million other people, listened to a TED talk by Jennifer L. Scott. She explains the 10 piece wardrobe idea.  The idea is WONDERFUL and freeing.  I am starting with her gentle suggestion of a lovely pair of grown up pajamas.  If you find you have an extra 10 minutes in your day, I highly recommend listening to her talk.  Eye opening for sure, you know my brain is swirling.

I’ve already started on her suggestions.  I am purging.  I am the one girlfriend you have that loathes clothes shopping.  I really get anxious ( that’s a nice way of saying I throw a fit when “someone” gently suggests, “it might be time to look into buying some new clothes”) and hold onto stuff much too long.   I love the idea of just buying excellent quality items that surpass trends and are just nice.  I am tired of buying things just because the sale tag caught my eye.  I am tired of not knowing what will go with other stuff and spend my time on that.   urgh, just not my cup of tea.

coffee cupToday is an overcast, gray, raining day.  The perfect morning to sip coffee & shop for pajamas online.   I click the button to purchase a Christmas gift, and oh the perfect birthday gift………down the rabbit trail I go………….

The pajama struggle is real people!

In this together,

Chat soon.




biking in the rain

Everybody Talks About the Weather, But Nobody Does Anything About It.    

(some give credit to the quote to Charles Dudley Warner, however, I like to give credit to Mark Twain)

This Pacific Northwest girl is bracing herself for another scorcher of a day (not my cup of tea)……….I actually DID something about the weather.   Ha

Earlier, as I was biking four miles, I listened to the gentle splash of the falling rain.  It was rhythmic and calming.  Oh, I biking in the rainlove the sound of rain.  (having a piece of metal for the rain to hit, just outside our bedroom window is a lovely way to hear the drops as I lay in bed).  Today, the rain was gently hitting the wooden deck and the leaves of a big curly Willow tree. The droplets were forming and then dripping off the branches.

It is easy to let my mind drift, gently along with thoughts of mud puddles and umbrellas.

Biking in the gentle rain.  So calming and refreshing.  Everything is glistening with droplets of water.  It smells so clean and fresh. Renewed. No dust or dry grass smell.


Okay, we don’t have rain today.

I did something about it. Yes, I actually did something about the weather where I live.

I set the sprinkler up near the deck.  I was not actually biking around the neighborhood, I was using my recumbent bike peddling away right near the wide open window.  While I got my groove on biking through the “rain” my mind wandered.

I put down my murder mystery and started day dreaming.

I was trying to focus on the two Bald Eagles I saw last night.  I was intent on watching the hummingbird enjoy her breakfast. I was picturing the beautiful doe I spotted in the woods nearby. Beautiful eyes, beautiful creature.

Biking in the rain, similar to laying on the grass` watching the clouds float by,………..neither is a waste of time.

the circle of wellness is supported by (both) movement and stillness.  m. hershey

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Today, just for 25 minutes, be kind to yourself.  Give yourself time to do nothin’.  Oh goodness me, I said it.  Alright, I typed it.

Do nothin’.

Look for and create time for wellness in your day.  It feels lovely.

When you are doing nothin’, you are giving yourself the grace to flourish as the clouds float by.