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I will miss him

My son is now a young man, looking to find his way in this world.  He is seeking gainful employment, with his eyes on the prize.  The prize is moving out on his own.  I’m excited for him…anxious to see him grow…eager to see what path he takes in life.  With all that said….I will miss him when he leaves home.  I will miss how he:

  • goes to the grocery store for meLee
  • picks up my mail
  • makes me laugh every day
  • bonds with our puppy
  • talks geek with me
  • shares his love of music
  • is my in-house tech guy
  • cracks me up with his sense of humor
  • rolls his eyes at me when I’m being too much of a “Mom”
  • fixes the broken faucets
  • updates my computers
  • makes me laugh out loud
  • shares his passion for computers and hardware
  • he is willing to have great conversations with me on random topics

I could go on, but I won’t.  Sure, it is nice to have my own little handy man around, but I will miss his sense of humor and his conversations about his life passions the most.   I am always amazed when we get into the indepth conversations.  He has such a depth of understanding on social issues, political topics, and when he is excited about a topic…stand back.  The boy knows his stuff.  When I ask him how he knows so much about the subject, he just looks at me like “Duh…I research and look things up.”

Yep, I will miss him.   Shhh…don’t tell.

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The List

I will admit it.  I have “a list”.  I have fine tuned it, edited it, notebookchanged it, updated it, deleted from it and added to it.   Come on…admit it.  You have one too (or had).    This is the list that defines the guy (or gal) that is “perfect for you”.   Not just perfect…but perfect for you.

After all these years of being a single girl, I would say that my list is pretty fine tuned by now.  It has its “would be nice” column, its “must have” column, and of course the “deal breaker”  column.    If this seems very superficial to you, I do not apologize.    I have gotten to know myself very well over the years, and have learned to recognize what works and what doesn’t.

I figured that I had this list thing down pat.  But, I was wrong    What a surprise to me, then, to hear the words spoken by Sandra Bullock during her acceptance speech at the Golden Globe awards show.   She thanked her husband,  saying that “I never knew what it felt like to have someone have my back”.

To put it in just this way, with just these words, really caught my attention.  Of course, one of the line items on my list is “supports my goals”, but to hear it expressed in this way was like hearing a beautiful verse in a song. I don’t think I ever really understood exactly what this meant.

What would that be like, I wondered?  Someone who truly had your back.  Not just lip service, not just when it was convenient for them, not just when it also served their purposes.   It is time to edit my list again.

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Wrapped In Kindness

I was having one of those days.   I’m sure that this kind of day won’t be unfamiliar to you…Nothing seemed to be going well…Computer systems crashed, customers were angry, projects were running late, stress was in the air.

By three o’clock in the afternoon, I knew that the best plan of attack for me was to see myself through to the end of the day and try again tomorrow.    Then, my cell phone rings.   It is my son.   Before I have time to pick up the phone, I get the familiar beep notifying me that someone has sent me an instant message on skype.  I look up at my computer screen and see that it is my daughter.  I see this message flash onto my screen:

“Mom, Lee is calling.  Please stay calm.”

Taking a deep breath, I pick up my cell phone and answer with a “What is it?”   No pleasantries for me.  No “hello, what’s up?”  I went straight to the parental moment where you ask for full disclosure.   The response that greets me is:

“Mom, It’s not my fault.”

What parent hasn’t heard that before, right?   It turns out that my son was replacing my kitchen faucet.  In this task the pvc pipe that sends water to the faucet broke off about an inch into the wall.  The kids tell me that it was quite a sight.  Water was shooting out everywhere, Lee was running around trying to remember where the water turn off valve is.    Valve was located…water turned off.   Whew.

After hearing this story…I laughed.  Yes, you heard me, I laughed.  It was at this point in my day when I realized that the day just couldn’t get any worse.  There was nothing left to do, but laugh.   I pulled up stake and headed home to help my son. I knew that he felt bad, but I also knew that he was so wonderful for taking on this task and doing it himself.

As I reached the house, I met him at the door as he was returning from his Dads house.  He had gone to pick up the shop vac to suck up all the water that was…yes…all over the kitchen.  He also had the name of a remodeling expert that his Dad referred him to.

I called the referral, Steve’s Paneling and Remodeling, who came over within 45 minutes.   He assessed the problem, which evidently is common with old pipe, and explained to my son exactly what to purchase, and exactly how to fix it.   He was detailed and patient with his explanation and then told my son to call him on his cell phone if there were any problems.  When I asked Steve how much I owed him for the service call, he responded:

‘No charge, my pleasure!”

What??   This guy didn’t know me, but was willing to waive a service charge?  Wow!!  I couldn’t believe it.   Rest assured that I refused to let him leave empty handed, but how amazing this was. wrapped in kindness I had never experienced such kindness from a service business.  I made sure to put Steve in my iPhone for reference in the future. (I couldn’t find an online listing for him to link to, so if you are local and ever need a referral…just let me know…I’ll hook you up!)

As I reflected back on the day, I suddenly remembered how my day had started.  At six thirty a.m., as I pulled through my local Starbucks for my morning cup of coffee, the person in the car before me had paid for my coffee.  A simple act of kindness towards someone that they didn’t know.

This puts the whole world in perspective real fast.   Even though I was having a hard day, my day had started with a random act of kindness from a stranger, and ended with an act of kindness from a stranger.   I fell asleep with a smile on my face, wrapped in kindness.

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What puts the sparkle in YOUR eye?

I arrived home from work, parked my car in the garage and bounced into the house ready to say hello to my two kids.  They had been home all day, hanging out, doing some small chores, relaxing, playing.   The sight that greeted me was slightly unusual.

Not only two kids greeted me, but three.  A friend of my sons was also at the house and they were all sitting quietly on the sofas.  As a mother, the first thing that comes out of my mouth is…

“What’s going on?”

The response isn’t what I expected.   What I got back was…

“Mom, we are waiting for UPS.”

What?  With a flash of memory, this all of a sudden made sense.  My son had ordered a new monitor for his computer.  Not just any monitor, but a

samsung 25 monitor

SAMSUNG TOC T260HD Rose Black 25.5″ 5ms HDMI Widescreen HDTV Monitor 300 cd/m2 DC 10000:1(1000:1) Built in TV Tuner & Dolby Digital Surround Sound.

Typically the UPS deliveries arrive at my house around noon, but not today.  Not when it is a delivery of very great importance!  They were waiting patiently for the truck to arrive. Actually, they were TRYING to wait patiently.

Not ten minutes after I arrived home…Ding Dong!  Bark Bark!   Door opens…there stands the valued UPS delivery driver, monitor in hand.   Oh the sheer look of excitement and joy on my sons face.  I’m sure that someday a girl will dream about seeing that same look when she arrives on his doorstep.  (O.K. a mom can dream a little too, but I think I’m getting ahead of myself!)

After much oohing and aahing, the troops head up to my sons “media center”  to set up the coveted monitor.  This room used to be referred to as a bedroom, but the bed was long ago replaced with the trappings of geekdom.   Hmmm…. I wonder when I will see my son again? Merry Christmas, son.

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I don’t know

This is the time of year that you hear all about making predictions for the new year, setting new goals, making resolutions for an improved life.   For days we are surrounded by these thoughts, ideas, words, suggestions.

I am here to say that I have considered all of that.  My response is “I Don’t Know…”.

I don’t know what the new year will bring.

I don’t know what town I will end up living in. shrugged_shoulders

I don’t know if I will find a relationship that fulfills me.

I don’t know what career path my son will go down.

I don’t know where my daughter will live after college graduation.

I don’t know what amazing new people I will meet.

I don’t know what my next blog topic will be.

I don’t know what heart ache will be visited upon me.

I don’t know if I will be consistent with my exercise routine.

I don’t know if I will be able to take any vacations this year.

I don’t know…

Now, here is the good news.  I am at peace with that! I am at a place in life where I don’t feel that I have to have so much control.   I don’t NEED to have the year planned out.  I don’t NEED to know what is around the corner.   I am finally okay with accepting lifes surprises.   I am all about being prepared, always learning and growing, but this year…go ahead…throw me the curve balls, send me the out-of-the-blue surprises, intrigue me, raise my eyebrows, bring it on!!

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Sometimes words hit the mark

Virginia Wolff



“Arrange whatever pieces come your way.”

-Virginia Woolf




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Grandpa’s sauce for the holidays!

They always say that the secret is in the sauce.   I, for one, believe that.  My grandfather had the best spaghetti sauce EVAR!  I remember the magical smell that greeted us at the door on Christmas Eve at his house, or clearly see myself as I jumped up and down in delight as he carried in the crockpot full of red sauce when the holidays were celebrated at our house on the farm.  Ahhh….these are some of the treasured memories of childhood holidays with family.

One year, when I was in my early 20’s, I was brave enough to say, “Grandpa, would you write down your recipe for me?”.   His response was the typical Italian chef response…”Well, just a little of this and a little of that.”  After pestering him for a little bit, he finally wrote down the recipe for me on a scratch piece of paper.  I still have that paper.

Over the next couple of years I attempted to recreate that recipe.  You already know how this turned out because I used the word “attempted” in my sentence.  It was always a failure.  I could never get the sauce right.  Not only did I not get it right, it was always downright AWFUL!   I guess I don’t have the Italian gene that is capable of pulling off the “little of this and little of that” with flare.  Needless to say, I stopped trying to recreate his recipe and turned to another that I was able to complete with culinary acceptance.

This year, in the spirit of trying to turn my holiday doldrums around, I decided to give it another try.  I gave my son the list of ingredients to buy at the store (yes, there are benefits to having a teenage son who is currently unemployed!).  When I got home this evening, I strapped on my apron (hypothetically speaking of course…Grandpa always had his on) and I went to work.

Chop some celery, slice italian sausage, brown spaghettisauce1sausage and ground beef, chop the green pepper, throw it all into the crock pot with the tomato sauce, add tomato paste, add a pinch of oregano, a bay leaf and garlic bud!   Hmmm…this is going well.   Starting to look like spaghetti sauce.

Stir it all together and let simmer for 24 hours!  MMMM.  The best part! spaghettisauce2

Early indications are positive.  My daughter and her friend are at the house tonight for their annual Gingerbread house build.  They taste tested and gave me the big thumbs up.  I’m hopeful!

Keep your fingers crossed for a traditional Jacobucci spaghetti feast in the house on Christmas Eve!  It’s beginning to smell a lot like Christmas!

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It’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas!

I love this version of the song.  Reminds me of days past where my Dad would whistle and sing along!   Lovely!

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Photos from NYC


Oh no!!!  It’s true! She IS the better sister!!


St Patricks Cathedral was truly a stunning structure!


Dolled up for the big wedding!


The City and my Daddy.  What more does a girl need?


My beautiful sister and gorgeous mother!

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I caught the holiday spirit

You might be wondering why this is a big deal.    You catch the holiday spirit about this time every year.    That hasn’ t been the case for me.

I have found over the last few years, that it is harder and harder to get into the spirit of the season.  I typically sequestered myself over the holidays and just waited for it to pass.  I could whine about the multiple reasons that this is, but it would be just that….whining.   I will spare you.

This year is different.  I decided early on that I would absorb myself into the spirit of the season.  This year, I will celebrate my family, my friends, my life.

Snowflake LaneSo far, so good.   I spent the weekend helping a good friend decorate her home for the holidays.  After we were finished, we decided to take in a movie.  To my delight we ran across the Snowflake Lane celebration at Bellevue Square.  I felt like I was ten years old again as I watched the drummers tap their drums, the holiday music embrace the night, and the colorful lights shining off the downtown buildings.  And then I watched in delight as it started to “snow”.

Next on my holiday agenda:  I am attending a company Christmas celebration this week,  I have been invited to attend a friends company celebration (ohh! A chance to get all girlie again!), I have plans to spend Christmas dinner with good friends, and now I can’t wait until my daughter returns home so that we can decorate my home.

I would also like to fit in:  A holiday afternoon of shopping in downtown Seattle, catch the beautiful Parade of Christmas Ships on Lake Washington, take in the play Late Nite Catechism.

Forgive me if this all sounds very superficial.   While I do also participate in charitable giving over the holidays, this year I wanted to include myself as someone I gave to.

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