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Jessie Bee
I am a seeker of God, a help-meet to my husband and a mother to my 3 children. I love hot lattes, good books, cold weather and anything that inspires me to be creative. I desire simplicity and authenticity, but often have to remind myself to seek those .
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About Me

"Jessie Bee"

I am a seeker of an amazing God, a help-meet to my awesome husband, and a mother to my 3 incredible kids.
I love hot lattes, good books, cold weather and anything that inspires me to be creative .
I dislike ranch dressing, wet hair, and bad parking lot etiquette.
I desire simplicity and authenticity, but often have to remind myself to seek those .

About Bee Currency:


I am a twin - a nearly identical twin. I love being a twin and have always loved being a twin.

But growing up, there was one part of being a twin that I did not particularly enjoy - the part about not getting to not be a twin. In other words, I didn't get to be unique. My parents were amazing here. My mom and dad identified our differences and praised them. We rarely received identical presents at Christmas, we always got separate cakes on our birthday, we had (wildly) different wardrobes, even had different hair cuts when it mattered (because at 2, it didn't). But in all their awesomeness, they forgot to do one small thing: give me a nickname.

On movie nights, outings to the museum, dinner time, younameit, roll-call sounded something like: Bear-Bear!! Tay-Tay!! Umm....Jessica.

Around 5th grade or so, I decided to remedy the problem by christening myself with a nickname: Smurfette. It lasted approximately 4 days. It's laughable now. Well, it was laughable then, too. That's just not how a nickname works, and it's definitely not how a nickname should sound.

So I trudged onward in life, nicknameless. In my junior high years my family joined the homeschool movement and, in a daring, wild, and risky move, I began introducing myself as "Jessie". Still lacked a Smurfette sort of allure, but it was change, and it wasn't my "real" name. That was fun.

Then, in college my dad built me this magnificent computer, complete with a black tower - the first I had ever seen. I powered her up and the angel's began singing...there on my screen was my username: Jessie Bee. You see, my middle name is Beth, so he took the "B" and nicknamerized it. AWESOME! And though you're not going to hear my parents shout "Jessie Bee! We're sitting over here!", it was still a nickname and it was mine.

Hence "Bee".


This one is a bit easier to explain.  First, read this poem.

Into my heart's treasure I slipped a coin that time cannot take nor a thief purloin-Oh, better than the minting of gold-crowned king is the safe-kept memory of a lovely thing. (Sara Teasdale)

This poem was given to me by a good friend, accompanied with a note, "Jess, this reminds me of you - how you're always creating memories!"

A life well-lived will gain a priceless collection of memory coins, and that is my ultimate goal.

Thus, the goal for this blog is to write down the memories I am building, whether they be mundane or not. And as such, I hope to build my wealth in Bee Currency.

Hope you enjoy.

P.S. Mom and Dad, I do not hold any grudge against not having a nickname. Think of it this way - if I had been given a nickname then, I wouldn't have a blog title now. I love you guys and all you have poured into my life. =)


Adrienne said...

Stopping by from #UBP12. I also hate ranch dressing, and that cake is adorable!! :)

Jessie Bee said...

Thanks Adrienne! I've baked my fair share of cakes, but my dad surprised me with this one on my birthday. For a first-timer, I was incredible impressed!

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