Mr. Sunshine Smiles

Well, hi there folks!

Happy Monday! The first official Monday of 2025!

WOO!

I hope everyone was able to have enjoyable and fun celebrations ringing in 2025! This year, I got to enjoy some quality time with my parents while watching Penn State play at The Fiesta Bowl.

It was quite nice and relaxing and allowed for there to be no anxious feelings of dealing with lots of humans.

If you are anything like me, you are going crazy about the following:

1. The impending snowstorm and how much Mother Nature is going to dump on us and the potential havoc it could bring. (I don’t know what it is, but when it snows, it seems like people in PA become unaware of how to drive carefully/cautiously).
2. Wicked being available to watch at home. I think I’ve watched it about 3 times already and I love it more with each watch.
3. Thinking about the new year and what types of resolutions I want to make.

Anyone else with me on these going crazy feelings?!

Or am I alone in this?

Well, maybe we should get down to business.

Grab your favorite blanket, cuddle up, and get comfy!

I promise I won’t keep you long.

I have to say that my 2025 has been off to a bit of not an ideal start.

My tummy hasn’t been the most cooperative with me since the clock struck January 1 and it has caused me to take some PTO off from my full-time job, made me call off a shift at the pharmacy (which I never do), and has caused discomfort that is never fun for anyone. (Also, HUGE shout out to my Team at work–The Paige Turners for sending me some electrolyte popsicles, saltine crackers, and a ginger ale Olipop. That was so incredibly kind and thoughtful of you).

Anyhoo, that is either here nor there.

But I am happy to say that I feel like I am turning the corner, so I better knock on wood because I don’t want to jinx it.

Hopefully, all of you are staying healthy or have been able to stay away from the sickness that has been going around like cray cray CRAZY.

So, back to the topic of this post.

I know that I wrote earlier about going crazy thinking about resolutions for the new year, but I have a correction to make.

I don’t make resolutions.

I make intentions.

I’m not sure when I started to shift my mindset with this language, but I believe it has something to do in regards to the work I have done with Ryan over the last two years.

Intentions.

2025.

Let’s talk about 2025 and intentions.

Shall we?

I’ve been thinking about these for the last couple of weeks making notes on my phone (where I also make my grocery lists) and brainstorming what I want 2025 to look like.

So, BREAKING NEWS.

It’s time to learn about what the 2025 intentions are going to be for Mr. Sunshine.

So, read on and hold me accountable!

1. Hit a weight of 185.
2. Meal plan consistency.
3. Keep Tuesdays designated for family dinner time.
4. Create space for intentional me time.
5. Solo me trips (and by trips, I also mean trips like going to a Barnes and Noble and sitting in the cafe with a book while sipping on a coffee). Honestly, that sounds dreamy.
6. Volunteer.
7. Wake up earlier to complete a consistent morning routine.
8. Sleepovers in my childhood room while spending some quality time with my parents…maybe even play Rummy!
9. Cook for my parents at my apartment (ideally once a month).
10. Better eating habits with a core focus on what I’m putting into my body.
11. Gratitude journaling (this was something I did every day during my Novemeber hiatus and it was so wonderful).
12. Work with Karey Getz on something exciting that will hopefully happen by the beginning of Summer, so stay tuned! (But that is all you are getting…no spoilers!)
13. Focus less on those who don’t matter or steal my energy. I’ve always been a chaser and I need to stop that.
14. Stop wasting time on social media with people and profiles who don’t bring me joy.

Well, there you have it.

The list of Mr. Sunshine’s 2025 intentions.

Don’t forget to hold me accountable.

And please don’t hesitate to share your intentions with me and others around you so that we too can hold you accountable!

We each have the power to make 2025 a year of joy and excitement.

It is up to each of us to make it what we want.

I hope you choose intentions that matter to you and will bring you joy.

Sprinkle sunshine always,

JP!

Well, folks!

Here we are.

The last Monday of 2024.

Christmas is officially over (like WHAT) and a new year begins in like two days.

Where.

Did.

The.

Year.

Go?!

Because I certainly have no idea.

And this blog post will be short and sweet.

This year, during the holidays, I watched the movie The Polar Express at least a dozen times.

And one of my favorite things about the movie is how they portray the magic of Santa.

Those who hear the bell ringing on Santa’s reindeer are the ones who truly believe.

The quote at the end of the movie goes like this:

“At one time most of my friends could hear the bell, but as years passed it fell silent for all of them. Even Sarah found one Christmas that she could no longer hear its sweet sound. Though I’ve grown old the bell still rings for me, as it does for all who truly believe”

I love the magic of the Christmas season and I love believing in the magic of Santa.

Santa is someone who believes in kindness, love, and sharing magic and wonderful moments with people all around the world.

And, if you think about it, we are each a little bit of Santa too.

We have to be the ones that keep the magic alive not just at Christmas, but all year long.

And this means sharing the love and kindness that everyone deserves all throughout 2025.

As you look back on 2024, I hope that you are able to find moments of magic, love, and kindness to reflect on.

And I hope that the 2025 year ahead is one that will allow you to continue hearing the ringing bell to feel the magic of Santa and the holiday season in the coldest and darkest of moments.

Sprinkle sunshine always,

JP!

Well, folks.

It’s official.

It is Monday again.

Christmas is in TWO days.

And 2025 is literally just moments away.

At least I got all my wrapping done.

And I didn’t even have to outsource this year!

HUGE thank you to my wonderful coworker, Kasey for making a tutorial gift wrap video for me.

Anyhoo, this week’s post will be short and sweet.

Let’s talk traditions.

The Christmas season is one that makes for lots of great traditions,

Growing up, there are so many things that I remember about the Christmas season.

One of my favorite memories/traditions was the Christmas Eve service.

I loved everything about it–the Christmas story, the lights on the Christmas tree, the poinsettias adorning the church, the hymns, the candlelight.

Singing Silent Night while the church is in darkness except for the candles lit by the entire congregation is my favorite moment.

The stillness and silence after the hymn is over and we let the flames of our candles burn.

There just isn’t anything like it.

And the Christmas Eve tradition that I experienced growing up (and continue to experience), is one that should be available to ALL.

A tradition that should be experienced for everyone regardless of their social status, sexual orientation, ecomonic status, or whatever the case might be.

And that is exactly what we strive to do at St. Paul Penryn.

And if you are looking to experience a new tradition on Christmas Ece, I would encourage you to check us out…whether it be virtually or in person. (Link below).

https://us06web.zoom.us/j/83877539948?pwd=dIT7JyaL21pGg4R1GpcodDebvb9lDH.1

There are so many other Christmas traditions that I remember, which make for a Cozy holiday season.

Driving around with my parents to see lights on the houses in the local neighborhoods, sleeping in my brother’s room on Christmas Eve night and sneaking out to the Christmas tree to find the gifts that Santa left for us, watching Elf, enjoying the company of loved ones.

I hope you get a chance to enjoy some a cozy Christmas season with some traditions that warm you heart, especailly amidst a world that can feel so cold sometimes.

And I hope to see you on Christmas Eve night at our service…6:30pm, 1258 Newport Road in Penryn, PA.

Sprinkle sunshine always,

JP!

Well, hey there folks!

It’s 8 days til Christmas.

SAY WHAT?!

And yes, I did put that in all caps.

I have so much wrapping to do.

SO.

MUCH.

Yes, I also had to all caps that.

But I won’t let the panic of having to wrap all the gifts in my guest room dull my shine.

And that is what we are going to talk about.

SHINE.

That’s right.

All caps that too.

But I digress.

Recently, I’ve been taking time on the couch in my Encanto blanket and get lost staring at the shine of the lights.

And with the staring, I lose track of time.

And I find the stress and chaos of the world or whatever happens to be going on around me, to just melt away.

Sometimes, when the lights are off in the apartment, I light a candle and sit on the couch and stare at the shine from the wick.

And just like the lights on the Christmas tree, I get lost in the shine.

And the troubles melt away.

When something in life doesn’t seem to be going right, I think about the candle light and the lights on the Christmas tree.

And I lose myself in the feeling of peace it brings.

When someone tries to darken my spirits, I shine brighter.

When someone tries to tell me I’m not enough, I decide to shine brighter.

I hope all of you will take moments in your life this week to lose yourself in the shine of a candle, the shine of the Christmas tree lights, or the shine from the moon in the night sky.

And I hope you will take those moments of shine to be bright for the people around you.

Don’t let anyone or anything dull it down.

Let your shine continue to be bright for the world.

Because there is someone out there who needs your shine.

And there is someone out there who loves and appreciates it too.

Sprinkle sunshine always,

JP!

Did you know that it is 16 days until Christmas?!

Oh, and happy Monday!

If that crazy statistic didn’t wake you up, I don’t know what will.

Also, can we please go back to Thanksgiving and all the mashed potatoes?

Also, welcome to post number 285!

Well let’s get down to business.

I recently started reading If You Ask Me (And Of Course You Won’t) by Betty White.

And what an enjoyable, fun, and easy read.

10/10 recommend.

And I’m not even fully finished yet.

In the first few pages, Betty writes on the topic of growing old these words stuck out to me:

“But if you are still functioning and not in pain, gratitude should be the name of the game.”

TRUTH.

Gratitude should be the name of the game and quite frankly, it is something that I feel our world needs to focus on more.

And with it being the holiday season, it is even more important to share a few moments of gratitude.

Here are just a few things that I would like to express gratitude for in this week’s 285th post.

1. All of YOU who continue to be supportive and read these words that I write each week.
2. The people of St. Paul Penryn that I get to be with in fellowship every week on Sunday mornings. It feels great to be back after my month off.
3. The cast of Elf Jr and making me smile from ear to ear. (This is playing now at Ephrata Performing Arts Center thru December 22nd!)
4. All the delivery drivers and mail carriers who work extra hard during the holidays to ensure packages and letters to Santa arrive on time.
5. Board games with friends that result in lots of laughs.
6. Dancing with friends at The Village with no cares in the world.
7. Family, friends, and coworkers who love, listen, guide, and support no matter what.
8. Shelter and blankets that keep me warm when the weather gets brisk and cold.

It’s not that hard folks.

Start your day with gratitude.

End your day with gratitude.

And fill in all the gaps throughout days with gratitude.

It’s the name of the game.

And Betty White couldn’t have been more right.

Sprinkle sunshine always,

JP!

Well, hi there everyone!

HELLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Hi!

Bonjour!

Mr. Sunshine is back and I’m thankful that you are here.

It has been since October 20th when I had my mini meltdown in front of Pastor Angie that led me to take the month of November off.

It has been since October 28th since I’ve written words for you.

But here we are!

The time away has been…

…rejuvenating

…eye-opening

…life-giving

…all the things.

I have to admit that the results of the election were not ones that I was hoping for and the anxious feelings are definitely at an all-time high.

But I’ll continue to lead with kindness.

And I’ll continue to make sure that my mental health is at the forefront of my mind.

During the month of November while I was on sabbatical, I put myself first and indulged in several self-care entities that I look forward to continuing in the coming months.

1. I completed 25 push ups every single day.
2. I started cooking more and making recipes.
3. I started focusing on lowering/eliminating processed foods from my diet.
4. I stopped putting extra sugar in my coffee! Only creamer now!
5. I journaled every day about where I found the good.
6. I started making Sundays the official grocery day with Stauffers now being the store of choice.
7. I made intentional plans with multiple friends to have quality time.
8. I indulged in a bubble bath, face masks, and eye masks.

Three years ago (almost to the day), I wrote the below words that were published on my blog October 18, 2021..

“The month of October has been insanely busy and really made me realize how exhausted my body is with all that is happening and what I’ve involved with.

With that being said, I’m waving the white flag and giving up blogging for the next four weeks.

Come back November 15th when new posts of words for your eyes will begin again!

In the meantime, be kind to others, listen to your body, and continue learning to love yourself and the people around you.“

Well, here we are again.

And I write to you almost the same words that I did three years ago.

On October 20th, before anyone from our congregation arrived to church, I screamed “I’m f**king done” in front of Pastor Angie.

Exhausted, burned out, feeling drained.

All the emotions I was feeling.

After the service, I received a text from Pastor Angie telling me that I should take the month of November off from all of my church duties.

Well, I’m listening to that advice and stepping back for the month of November from church duties.

I will also be stepping back from blogging for the month of November as well.

I plan to take the time to do self-reflection, journaling, a bubble bath with cocktail in hand, and maybe a trip or two to the beach in solitude.

This is your reminder to listen to your body.

To give yourself grace.

To give yourself the love and rest it deserves.

Come back for new posts and words on Monday, December 2nd.

And don’t forget to vote on November 5th.

Sprinkle sunshine always,

JP!

Well, here we are.

Almost another month of 2024 in the books.

Seriously, it doesn’t even feel like October happened.

This whole year in general has been a whirlwind.

And, to be honest, the sunshiny weather (although it is nice to see and experience), it really isn’t something that I want to be experiencing along with summer like temperatures in the season that is supposed to be brisk winds with chillier temperatures.

So, let’s get down to business.

Grab an apple cider and cinnamon stick.

Sometimes life is just blah.

And honestly, I mean BLAH.

Yes, all caps.

Sometimes, when life wants to get difficult, it makes me wish that I could live in the fantasy world of Wisteria Lane with the Desperate Housewives or in the quaint cottage with The Golden Girls in Miami.

But for now, I’ll take the couch of the Sunshine Studio with a blanket while the fresh air comes through the door.

This past week, I had moments again where I didn’t know what I was going to write about.

And honestly, until Saturday, I didn’t have any light bulb moments.

After a busy day at the pharmacy on Saturday, I came home to take a nap.

After about two hours, I woke up and turned on the most recent episode of 911 on ABC.

At the end of the episode, I found myself bawling on the couch like a little baby.

There was a song playing at the end of the episode as there was a montage of dialogue emphasizing how the members of the 118 fire house are more than just a group of individuals.

They are a family, they are each other’s lifelines, they are each other’s one and only through thick and thin.

As the song played, I just thought about my life and where I’m at right now as a 37-year-old.

I share the lyrics with you now…

You gotta find your people
The ones that make you feel alright
The kind you want to stay up with all night
You got to find your people
The ones that make you feel whole
That won’t leave your side when you lose control
The ones that don’t let you lose your soul

You gotta find your people
The ones that get the joke
Who understand what you’re saying before a word is spoke
You gotta find your people
That put the needle in the groove
When you’re together, you got nothing to prove
When you’re together, you got nothing to lose

In a world of strangers, you don’t know who to trust
All you see is danger, tryna find what you lost
You can’t go in alone, everybody needs help
You gotta find your people, then you’ll find yourself

You gotta find your people
That’ll call your bluff
Who’ll ride along when the road is rough
You gotta find your people
The ones that you feel equal
They pick you up and don’t put you down
Help you find your way in the lost and found

In a world of strangers, you don’t know who to trust
All you see is danger, tryna find what you lost
You can’t go in alone, everybody needs help
You gotta find your people, then you’ll find yourself

The ones that understand you
The ones that lend a hand to you
The ones that don’t demand anything from you

You got to find your people
The ones that make you feel alright
That tell you the truth then wish you well
You gotta find your people, then you’ll find yourself
You gotta find your people, then you’ll find yourself

These lyrics spoke to me.

And will continue to speak to me.

To be continued…

More to come next week.

Yes, a cliffhanger.

Just like a TV show.

Sprinkle sunshine always,

JP!

Well, hey there folks!

Welcome to October 14th!

Welcome to post number 281!

I know that I’ve said this before, but there are weeks where I have the light bulb moment of what to write about for y’all…and then there are weeks where I have absolutely no idea at all.

Well, welcome to one of the weeks where I have NO idea.

Yep, that’s right.

The mind has been racing trying to figure this out.

And it is currently still racing.

WHERE IS MY LIGHT BULB MOMENT?!

Yes, that was all caps.

This past Friday, the world recognized National Coming Out Day.

Coming out of the closet was something that I did back in 2005 during my junior year of high school.

Almost 2 decades ago.

But what is sad with that statement is that in almost those two decades, some of the prejudice still feels the exact same.

In fact, it might even feel worse.

The thought of safety is one that crosses my mind on the daily.

Every.

Single.

Day.

And the state of the world right now is one that scares me even more so than it did 19 years ago when I was in high school.

And yes, I’m still looking for that light bulb moment.

But, here is where I landed.

This week, I’m going to share 10 very real facts about me that you probably didn’t already know.

Well, I’m hoping you don’t already know.

So, grab your pumpkin spice whatever (or peppermint mocha since that is out and about now) and let’s get fact sharing.

1. One of my biggest pet peeves right now is when people do not thank you or make some kind of kind gesture after you let them either go in traffic or the crosswalk. LIKE REALLY?!
2. I 100% can’t wait…and I mean CAN’T WAIT to see the Wicked movie. Like…Jonathan Bailey…sing to me EVERY. SINGLE. NIGHT.
3. Back in elementary school, I had a huge crush on a girl (imagine that) and I drew her a picture of Pocahontas. (Apparently that was my go to Disney Princess back in the day). And one day at recess, I gave her the picture and she took it and walked across the macadam spaces where hopscotch squares were painted and threw it in the trash. I was devastated and clearly it is a moment that I will never forget.
4. Before my actual taping episode of Wheel of Fortune this Summer, I was sitting in the audience and sweating so badly that I could smell some body odor coming from my armpits and I was so embarrassed. I remember asking the contestant coordinator, Alex, if I could be excused to go to my gym bag in the hallways to re-apply deodorant because I did not want to be distracted by smelling bad while trying to spin the wheel and solve puzzles.
5. Another pet peeve of mine is when I have to use the restroom (AKA a urinal) and someone comes in and stands in the urinal directly beside me even where there are like 5 empty ones for use. Like, no. DON’T DO THAT. Ugh. Annoying.
6. I am terrible…and I mean TERRIBLE at using gift cards. Often times, I will have them for months or even years before I utilize them. (This doesn’t mean that I don’t love getting them as gifts though, so please don’t stop doing that).
7. I was devastated when I found out Santa Claus wasn’t real. I was on my parent’s computer and found “To and From” gift tags saved in a word document and my heart was crushed. As a 37-year-old though, I still have moments where I believe in the magic.
8. I don’t like how cotton balls feel to the touch. Makes me gag, cringe, everything.
9. The famous person who inspires me most is the late Betty White.
10. If there is anyone in this world who is struggling with their sexuality/or coming out, I am a safe space that can be trusted to talk with if you need a listening ear, loving heart, kindness, or three.

Well, folks.

I guess you could say my light bulb moment happened.

My apologies if this was a boring post for you this week.

And if it was, I’m so sorry.

I’ll hope to do better next week.

Oh, and make sure you’re registered to vote.

That’s all.

Sprinkle sunshine always,

JP!

Well, here we are again.

Another Monday.

And another post from yours truly.

Post number 280 to be exact.

That means only 20 more posts until we hit 300!

Another milestone in the making!

WOO!

Also, I just started watching Desperate Housewives on Hulu randomly over the weekend and I can’t stop.

I could have another binge moment on my hands just like I did with 911.

We shall see.

It’s like a primetime soap opera.

Speaking of soap operas, back in my high school days, I was OBSESSED with Passions on NBC.

It was a guilty pleasure.

And Desperate Housewives is definitely looking to be like a very fulfilling guilty pleasure.

And so are sugar cookies with icing and rainbow sprinkles from Dutch Way.

And you know what?

Sometimes we need those guilty pleasures.

Sometimes we need to blow off some steam and have the additional episode of trash TV.

Sometimes we need the additional glass of adult beverage.

Sometimes we need to have the whoopie pie.

Last Tuesday, I got to enjoy the P!nk concert at Hersheypark Stadium.

It was a great way of blowing off some steam and having fun.

Singing and dancing with my bestie in ponchos among the energy of the crowd was such a blast.

It felt good.

I got to blow off steam.

At the moment, something isn’t aligning properly in my life.

And on Saturday, I got to have an in-person session and chat with my fitness coach, Ryan and it was quite evident that my emotions were running high because of this misalignment I was feeling.

So, he made me close my eyes, take some deep breaths, and figure out where the tension in my body was being stored.

And after the breathing exercise, I felt more centered with my body, my emotions, and was able to articulate several things that I was experiencing.

The wonders that breathing can do.

And the wonders that working with someone who has so much knowledge, love, and support is incredible.

So, what am I trying to say this week in my short post?

Indulge in the guilty pleasures.

Take the moments to breathe and center yourself.

And have that whoopie pie.

Sprinkle sunshine always,

JP!