Our day started at WonderWorks, the upside-down building filled with interactive exhibits like a climbing wall, a bubble room, and much more. Evelyn was thrilled, and her excitement was contagious. Last night, I had a strange dream. Two of my twentysomething, fun, and very cool female clients were at my home. It felt oddly flattering,Continue reading “Amnesia Adventures”
Author Archives: Jaclynn Loibl
Tennessee Whiskey
“You’re in Tennessee, drink like it.” The billboard, spotted by Dave from the driver’s seat, yanked me out of my progress note writing. I couldn’t help but chuckle. Thanks, Urban Hiker and Hippies & Cowboys IPA, for the laugh. From Highway 40, Dave also pointed out a golden globe towering over downtown Knoxville. A quickContinue reading “Tennessee Whiskey”
Hit the Road, Jac
The frantic power walk from room to room, the housecleaner-level organization and sparkle, the overthinking about what to pack—I forgot how frazzled I get before a vacation. And this is just a mini three-day trip! Would you be my sounding board? Here’s the current list of what I’ve packed: three pairs of thick socks, threeContinue reading “Hit the Road, Jac”
Two Sleeps Til Dolly
With TikTok shutting down, I’m on a mad dash to download and copy all the recipes I’ve saved. It feels like the early 2000s on Black Friday when herds of people squeezed and trampled each other for a toaster. Only now am I snagging ideas for fermentation. Actually, more than ideas. Just a few minutesContinue reading “Two Sleeps Til Dolly”
Build it or Bust
From now until March, it’s coyote mating season—I just learned this tidbit from Scotty, the man splitting our extra-large oak rounds. While working, he showed Dave and me a large hole in the ground on our property, explaining it was likely a fox den. One day when I was a kid a coyote had itsContinue reading “Build it or Bust”
Hasta La Vista
I’m taking the night off! Love, Jaclynn
Cold as Ice
The 67-degree, too-cold bedroom led to drastic measures: a long-sleeve sweatshirt, stealing Dave’s Adidas socks (since I apparently have no socks of my own), and cranking up the space heater to high. Within fifteen minutes, it was up to 73 degrees, and I’m just now thawing, debating how much higher I should go. I missContinue reading “Cold as Ice”
Born to Run
With enough reasons, I can do anything. Case in point: it is my 43rd birthday, and when I woke up at 6 a.m., the thought of the day ahead sparked some motivation. A well-wish text from my dad—currently cruising to Norway—and a Facebook birthday post from my mom’s best friend, Laurie, added to the warmthContinue reading “Born to Run”
Dancing in the Dark
My favorite part is when the kefir grains ride the bubbles to the top like they’re surfing a wave. These little gelatinous globules, living happily on my kitchen counter, are beyond pleased with the lack of chlorination in the water and their quarter-cup sugar feast. Their satisfaction makes me beyond pleased too. I’ve doubled myContinue reading “Dancing in the Dark”
Do You Have to Let it Linger?
“Today was a good day,” I thought, trailing behind Dave in the dim light as he pulled a fully loaded Gorilla cart stacked high with freshly cut wood. My three-quarter-length, new-to-me Banana Republic pants—black and white striped and a sweet $4.99 find at Goodwill—swished with each step. Their thrifted glory felt extra satisfying. At theContinue reading “Do You Have to Let it Linger?”
Going On 40 