Author Archives: Jaclynn Loibl

Unfiltered as a conspiracy theorist radio host, my kid’s processing and insight level are basic. “I didn’t like her,” she responded in her cute-kid-pitched voice. Fearing meanness by the teacher or some other oversight the mother bear in me readied to rear up. But instead was humbled, “She had those dots all over her face.Continue reading “Drop it Like it’s Hot”

I was sent rocketing into space, or rather, a failing engine spiraling uncontrollably when an email said I would be charged $90 for a running and exercise app. An app I downloaded, viewed its features, didn’t like, and didn’t know I was on a trial. A trial that if I didn’t cancel, I’d be payingContinue reading “May Day, May Day”

We gotta do what we gotta do. I’ve been on the phone for the past two hours with my close friend. She needed me, and I’m glad I’m someone she feels secure enough with to share all the complicated mess of what happened to her with me. I’ll go into more detail about it, afterContinue reading “Short but Sweet”

The latest part in the “Five Things We Cannot Change” book is about saying yes. And I’m a fan. Reality is what it is, and people do what they do, when we stay in a “yes” mentality, we don’t add unrealistic expectations, or shoulds, or impose our will and control on it. Sure, I willContinue reading “Rubbing Raw”

The inner thigh and the spot at the calf, when flexed, where a charlie horse can form—yeah, that’s where I hurt. How long until my body readily accepts and enjoys my New Year’s fitness resolution habit? Not yet; it’s been seven days, and I’m still counting. My writing voice feels boxed in like the magicianContinue reading “Sore Sport”

The elusive, never-done unicorn of hygiene tasks, aka flossing, is alive and well in our house. Neither Dave nor I had jammed that tiny string between our teeth until this past year. Why now? Like all of life’s unanswerables, who knows, but it sure does feel good. Especially the not having my gums bleed part;Continue reading “Dangerous Curves Ahead”

In a steamy bath and not even into the first chapter of “The Five Things We Cannot Change… and the Happiness We Find in Embracing Them” by David Riccho, I’m savoring the author’s thoughts. Much like the food I enjoyed earlier with friends. Sweetened Brussels sprouts with pork belly, chicken and mushroom ravioli in aContinue reading “Drawing a Line”

I forget how strong I am, only remembering when I push myself or am pushed past my perceived limits. Today during my walk, a higher gear hit me, an unexpected desire to run. Though I didn’t run today, being early into a new exercise routine, I know it’s in there, that part of me thatContinue reading “Stealin’ the Shabang”

In no particular order, I present the noteworthy sightings on a post-workday walk around town. First up, an antennae contraption. On a sleepy residential neighborhood this “to the moon!” very wired device caught my eye. The pleasure I derived from imagining the neighbors’ cries of depreciating home values contrasted with my thoughts of the satelliteContinue reading “Space Invaders”

“I just came in from a walk, slightly rainy, but with a sweater and thick jacket. I’m feeling a bit overheated. While out, I put on the Charismatic Singer on YouTube, listening to Elizabeth Zharoff, a professional opera singer share her experience of “Sound of Silence” by Disturbed. I love that song. What’s funny isContinue reading “The Ugly Duckling”