a glimpse into...

The house that Jack built.

And just a teensy tinsy bit of housekeeping.

There are a few silly things that I get, well silly about.  And Coastal Living Magazine is one of them.  

You know I didn't always love living on the coast, I thought I was bound for a loft in NYC destined to gracefully float along the streams of people, to lazily oh so quickly, and still not fast enough for the "New York minute" crowds, gaze at my reflection in the glass storefront windows and to sun bathe on the rooftops of old buildings high above the hustle and bustle and soot of the congested living below.  But, alas, I have only just once this lifetime been to New York City and that little taste of the city left me wanting so much more, perhaps I will stay and enjoy a full course meal of city life next time I happen upon those streets.  Until then...

Coastal Living Magazine has helped me to fall in love with our coastal home.  I really do find myself greedily ripping off the thinnest of thin plastic sheets that protects the glossy pages as they make their trans pacific way to our little mailbox in the sweet Hawaiian country.  And you guys I have never been disappointed.  Never, ever. Ever. There's always a recipe or two or three to drool over, a sneak peek in to a beach bag of some lover of the sea, and images of homes and homes galore.  And this month in their fifteenth anniversary issue I found this you guys...

It's the house that Jack built, Jack Johnson that is, and okay so maybe he didn't actually build it but he made it into his home and I am inspired to live by the sea or where ever the heck life may plant me this time around.

Doesn't it look like such an easy place to be, that Jack's house.

  You know if he invited me over I wouldn't say no and I would certainly extend the invitation to you all, 'cause I'm sure he would've meant me and all of my two hundred and eighty bloggy friends when he casually saw me and the boys at the post office and said, "hey, you should come over some time", I mean in my dream mind that would be totally possible, ya know?

Oh and I do think this whole week of posts was just so meant to be in the most silly of ways, 'cause, you guys look, hanging right there above the piano where I imagine Jack and Kim and the kiddos having a cheesy little family sing-along well that is the very same lamp that hung over the writing table in our room at Turtle Bay Resort last week.  

The very table where I made tuna salad sandwiches and served them up for the boys on paper plates with apple slices from home, 'cause yes we went to Turtle Bay, and yes we are a family with young children on a budget and tuna in the hotel room after the pool will do just fine for a Saturday afternoon lunch.  Do you think maybe Jack sneaks a Ziploc container of tuna salad in to his room at Turtle Bay for his kiddos?  And do you think maybe he serves it on whole wheat and says "dude, I'm not making anything else so eat it or well, starve"?  Oh, who am I kidding, right?  But oh those two twin lamps how very serendipitous, whatever that means, don't ya think?  

So there you have it the rounding off of our oh, so very serendipitous week, thank you Horace Walpole for making up such a perfectly suited word for our week of happy coincidences.

I'm off to check the mail with little Seanzy and perhaps I'll linger a bit to see if Jack shows up, 'cause you know when the air is filled with serendipity, well, you should just go with it. Oh yes, we will be the two weirdos opening and closing our empty P.O. box to disguise the fact that we are well, waiting, and waiting, and waiting and...

As I wait for that invite from Jack I'll be listening to this... 

You can listen to it and wait with me, if ya like.  Sorry, no guarantees you won't be branded with the big "w" for weirdo, but I assure you you'll be in the most wonderful of weirdo company--seriously watch the video and giggle weird little giggles along with me, if you please.

I've gotta run... gotta "pitter patter" on Jack's window, ya know?

live sweet,

n

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About that house keeping...  
This Saturday will be our first ever glimpse in to a beach bag of a lover of the sea--little ole me.  


I hope you'll stop by and take a look and perhaps snag a good idea or two for what to stick in your beach bag.  


And, if you are a blogger who loves the sea, or just a really cool person who is in to the beach and sun and surf or summer or whatever and would like to share a peek in to your beach bag I'd love to feature ya.  Feel free to check out the post Saturday and email me if you would like to participate.  


Unfortunately, there are only so many weeks in one summer so the "feature" slots may fill up fast.  

I sure do hope you snag one.