I’m walking laps on the upstairs track at the YMCA. Passing me on my left is a rotund man whose girth might disqualify him for a Santa Clause audition. But he is singing – LOUDLY – enough for me to raise my eyebrow at the woman walking adjacent to me and get a coy smileContinue reading “Cutting Wheelies”
Author Archives: Jaclynn Loibl
A Game Of Chess
Sometimes I have fun at work. Today I brought Klask, a mini version of air-hockey, to play with my 3 pm. I know I’ll likely win, but who’s keeping track? I recall resetting a chess game in my supervisor’s office so my friend, who also worked there, could teach me. A day or two later,Continue reading “A Game Of Chess”
It’s A Rap (On The Floor)
A stop by Subway reminded me of the summer I ate for free there. A six-inch roasted chicken breast on Italian herbs and cheese bread with bacon, extra mayonnaise, and all the trimmings, please. How? Let’s say I didn’t say no to a roll of stamps from a kleptomaniac college friend that worked there. WasContinue reading “It’s A Rap (On The Floor)”
Window Shopping
I returned a too-big-for-me pair of Vans shoes at a sports store connected to a mall. Mall. When was the last time I frequented one of those relics? Today. I sat on a padded bench along the edge of a large oval enclosure. Inside were large ceramic animals – elephants, dolphins, and zebras for kids toContinue reading “Window Shopping”
As It Seems: A Poem
Why am I such a miserable fool? The mutterings echo off the toilet bowl-stained limestone. I dream of freshly laundered linens and rose hip-oiled loins, the ones found in decadent masquerade parties where bowls of keys promise the mysterious. Take my hand, and we’ll run with our dresses flowing like scarves. How naive we’ll beContinue reading “As It Seems: A Poem”
Hula Guinea Foul
Sudsy snow blew from second-story windows in the town of Seabrook this evening. Dave should have kept his mouth closed, but he couldn’t help himself. After a as-close-to-a-dinner-date he and I are going to have with a 3-year-old, we took off afoot to see the white stuff as directed by the toy store employee. I’mContinue reading “Hula Guinea Foul”
Ostrich Run
It’s a random winter night, cold to the point of freezing and mundane as a game of solitaire. A couple of beers, “Frozen Two,” and salty buttered popcorn with my toddler and husband is what Friday night looks like around here. The swans are in town. Their presence is unique, elegant, and a welcomed sightContinue reading “Ostrich Run”
The Ethics of Ethics
To satisfy Washington state’s licensure requirements, I must complete 36 hours of continuing education credits every two years, six of which must be in ethics. As passionate as I am about my counseling profession, I fear nothing more than getting reported to the department of health. Due to this, it’s significant that I am awareContinue reading “The Ethics of Ethics”
How To Dating App
I met my husband on a dating app. “Once” is the app’s name; it claims it’s a “slow dating app.” And it is. With one or two matches sent to you a day, it’s a pendulum swing over from the forever available swipe of Tinder or Bumble. After a client shared a poor dating experienceContinue reading “How To Dating App”
Ready, Set, Grow!
What’s next for this blog in 2023? I don’t know. And I can’t say because a song from “Frozen” is stuck in my head, specifically a part when Anna sings, “I get the feeling you don’t know. Arendelle’s in deep, deep snow.” Is this my unconscious backstroking in the joy from forming snowballs and seeingContinue reading “Ready, Set, Grow!”
Going On 40 