Just a quick note - Second diagnostic mammogram and ultrasound came back cancer free, the areas of concern were fluid filled cysts. What a relief.
Arriving
Just a place for me to write things down...
Friday, January 23, 2026
Monday, January 19, 2026
Hawaii Recap
There is usually a long layover on the Captain's annual work trip to Kona, Hawaii and I've taken to hopping on a flight to join him there for a couple of days in the last few years. When in Rome - or Hawaii as they say!
I flew in Tuesday and after being picked up, we spent the afternoon ocean dipping, then pool dipping, wash, rinse, repeat. I wouldn't go so far as to say the winter Hawaiian sea was, "warm", but it definitely was not cold either. Easy to jump in, slightly warmer than, "refreshing", very enjoyable. The crew stays at the same hotel year after year, but there is always a new walk to go on or corner to pop around and it's kind of nice that it all feels familiar.
We did in fact find the water eventually and picked our way to a little spot to don our snorkeling gear. This was a good trial as both of us had new gear to break in, the Captain with high end diving gear and me with my Dick's off the shelf tourist special, enthusiasm was high. Fish and creature count however were not. We stayed for a bit but eventually called it to head back to the hotel's iced coffees and sandy beaches. We did try snorkeling in the bay, but visibility was dismally low, possibly from the weeks of rain prior to our visit.
Thursday we recruited a couple of the other crew to have an adventure day. We drove to the north end of the island and parked at the Pololū Valley Lookout where we accessed the Pololu Trail. It was quite a hike! Out and back, a half mile down 400 feet of rocky (but doable) terrain to a beautiful green valley and black sand beach, and then back up again. Getting back up was a bit character building but we all made it. Would 100% do again, bring more snacks and more water, maybe a good book... Really stunning, just beautiful views at every turn, and the black sand beach with its rugged crashing waves. You could easily spend a whole morning or afternoon just absorbing it all. We stopped for lunch in one of the tiny towns on the drive back, and of course popped into the shops, grabbed a local coffee. Such a fun day.
Friday morning we rented paddle boards, and if you know me and my love, no my need like I need air to breathe, love of a good paddling mental reset you will understand how this scratched an itch. We had them for an hour, and just in the bay in front of the hotel, but it really hit the spot.
We attempted more snorkeling in the afternoon - first visiting one beach, which turned out to be the boogie boarding beach and then finally found the beach we were looking for, a beautiful quiet spot - but alas, the visibility was still too poor for snorkeling. It was a fun little dip though, and a good swim workout getting back to the beach with the waters pull around the rocky corner we navigated.
And Saturday I was back on a plane headed home, so just a quick little visit as these work layovers often are. But I always enjoy them and am always happy I have the chance to go!
We did jump over to visit with family in St. Louis the following week which was a really great trip as well. We hiked, hugged, had coffees, and spent time with the Captain's sisters and high school friends. That trip ended all too soon, we miss everyone already.
Have my second diagnostic mammogram and ultrasound tomorrow after getting flagged on the first round. I will keep you posted on that as soon as I know more. :-)
Chat soon,
Jen
Monday, January 5, 2026
It's A New Year - Life Updates/Books
Tuesday, November 25, 2025
Tiny Joys
Do you hear soundtracks in your head as you walk through your days? I do. Maybe it’s because I listen to nostalgic music from bygone eras or watch movies with sweeping scores. Maybe it’s because I’m terribly, horribly sentimental. It might be because I see life in photographs, pictures always deserve a musical backdrop. My mind notices and frames scenes constantly. I see them, and somehow I hear them too.
In a year that touched on what felt like every life altering circumstance possible - devastating heartbreak, joyful celebration, challenges, changes, constant processing and adapting, I’ve been trying to get back into a pattern of the daily habits I used to hold that have fallen to the wayside. One of those habits is noting tiny joys. I try to keep it small. Just writing down three a day. Since recommitting to actually looking for them, I come across them constantly.
A few from this past week:
The long warm shadows of the trees across the Post Office parking lot at 2pm on sunny November day.
Leaves falling like snow when the wind blows.
And the leaves skittering across my path as I walk that sound like a childhood memory.
The color of red across the street from where I sit and write, in one of the last trees still holding on to it’s leaves.
Coffee “out” served in a real cup and saucer.
A greenhouse full of endless pointsettias for the coming season.
Long hugs from my adult children.
The new boat finally feeling like home on our overnight.
The Jazz Holidays Radio on Pandora (snuck before Thanksgiving)
The settled feeling of drying orange slices for the holidays, not because I want orange slices but because the act of producing them over a long six hours feels like living in the moment.
Trading two minute end of day foot rubs with someone you love.
Warm light pouring from evening windows during the longer nights.
The way boiling water sounds different when you pour it.
There are so many things to notice that can shift our day, our mindset either way, aren’t there? Let’s keep looking for the good ones.
Tuesday, November 18, 2025
Bookstack
Just finished (Audiobook): Count My Lies by Sophie Stava
Currently listening to: The Serpent And The Pearl by Kate Quinn
And in the queue: A Murder In Paris by Matthew Blake
Rosario
We got engaged at a party, on an island, at a resort, set in the most beautiful bay on the night the world was supposed to (electronically) end - Y2K. Spoiler alert, it did not.
In the 25+ years since, we’ve been back to that same resort every year by boat in the marina or ferry/car or tiny airplane every year, sometimes multiple times a year. We raised our babies who turned into kids, who turned into young adults on the waters in the bay and the trails in the woods leading to the interior lake and beyond. It’s fair to say it’s probably on all of our favorite places list. It is STACKED with memories and especially dear to us.
The resort has changed hands a few times over the years. Each time we hold our breath that this beautiful place that means so much to us can be restored and saved. To be fair, the marina has seen some needed updates and is holding steady. But the other buildings, the historic mansion that holds the dining room and spa as well as museum section, and hotel block, not so much. It is slowly falling apart and it has been so sad to watch. The grounds and views are still as beautiful as ever - nature is holding up her end nicely. But deferred maintenance is taking its toll on the structures.
We were there this past weekend and it was a little heartbreaking. How can a place go from being vibrant and bustling to a visibly deteriorating shell in a short 25 years? We were booked in for two nights but left after one - not being able to tolerate the musty hotel room despite it’s perfect on the water view. It felt like we were turning our back on a loved one - but also, just no. We will stick to visiting by boat now. The current developer plans look wonderful, but only time will tell if they can pull off the miracle needed to restore the property. Our fingers are crossed.
Friday, November 7, 2025
A Quote That Changed My Life
Every once in a while I come across a quote that stops me in my tracks and demands to be read, considered and reread. Consumed and saved as if to make it a part of me.This one found me in the fall of 2007 just around this time of year. You might remember an Old Netflix show called Call The Midwife. It is a very well done series (highly recommend!) based on the first book in a trilogy by Jennifer Worth titled, “Call the Midwife - A Memoir of Birth, Joy, and Hard Times” set in post WWII London, which is where I first encountered these life changing heartfelt words:
“We can decide to be happy.
Make much out of little.
Embrace the warmth of our ordinary days.
Life unfolds as a mystery, an enterprise who’s outcome cannot be foretold.
We do not get what we expect.
We stumble on cracks, are faced with imperfection.
Bonds are tested, and tightened.
And our landscapes shift, in sunshine and in shade.
There is light.
There is. Look for it.
Look for it shining over your shoulder, on the past.
It was light where you went once.
It is light where you are now.
It will be light, where you will go again.”
-Jennifer Worth
I remember just being stunned by the concept. We can choose to look for the light in life. We can accept what comes and and still find the light behind, within, and ahead of it. I wrote it down immediately and have always come back to it.






















