I know. I know. You’ve heard these rambles before, jackihaltonmcavoy.com 210 just shhhh but bear with me, just ONE MORE TIME, and I promise, this will be the last. yeah-huh THE LAST. Call it a Freudian slip, but I was thisclose, THIS. CLOSE. to being swept into forgotten land. And why my index finger dashed …

!! Happy Paczki Day Eve !! she bubbled, while gifting me deliciousness. Seems Niece was on a yesterday evening mission, stopping here and there with boxes of joy and my house happened to be on that lucky list. YaY Instantly mushy my heart became, because along with yummy cascaded memories of a dining room table, …

she’d innocently ask as Mom or Dad nodded a smile of ok & like clockwork, the five remaining bodies at that supper table would inquire the same. May I be excused ? May I be excused ? May I be excused ? May I be excused ? May I be excused ? It was simple, …

And as this conversation detoured into details … I stayed cozily hunkered in A week later, I just now realized, I never answered. hmmmm. My gut/instant reaction is world peace or a million dollars or more wishes … but as I sit in the early morning shhhhh, I’m eased back to where my mind always …

LIST THE THINGS ABOUT YOURSELF THAT YOU DON’T NEED TO CHANGE … DANG I love this book !! And I know it says weekly journaling, but I’m more of a when I’m inspired kind of gal, so answer when I feel like it, I do. And yesterday, I did. & hmmm. List. The. Things. About. Yourself. …

I told him, I grew up in an old house … she matter-of-fact, casually, no biggie commented while relaying a conversation with her landlord. Boom. Done. I Get It. with older houses, comes stuff & I smile every time I recall Daughter’s words. Yep. Yep. This place we call home has definitely had stuff. Enter the …

I came thisclose to staying under that blanket today, Penny. this. close. But here, in the quiet hum of another early today, I find myself waiting, The Stillness wondering Thanks 🙂 You hoping One. TearDrop. realizing I Must And how the great novelists of this world write syllable after syllable, sentence after sentence, page after …

I call it a nudge and it happens every 2-3 years. I’ll be going about my biz when my back whispers, you best be careful or slow yourself down or um, how many points must I make ?? Sometimes, I listen, most, I ignore, until … until … Turtle. Time. & I promise, I’ve been …

Repeated, for those like me, who didn’t find the Green Comet, but adored what they witnessed instead … YaY 🙂 So I’m standing on my porch yesterday evening, just staring at the sky. Why ? Because I can’t stop. It’s amazing is what it is and I’m obsessed is what I am, completely, totally, wholeheartedly …

Truth be told, until a few moments ago, I’m not 100% certain I realized the ally version existed. DuH. I mean, there’s and but ? ? ? Then again, maybe I’ve said it a gazillion times and today it simply feels bright, shiny and new. optimistically optimistically OPTIMISTICALLY YaY. I could sing these syllables alllllll day. …