Author Archives: Jaclynn Loibl

Did you know I manage to keep poinsettias alive? It’s not hard. Just a little extra care like watering them more than other houseplants, finding the right location, and if you’re feeling ambitious, misting them. After all, they are a humid-loving Mexican plant tree. Today didn’t feel like a typical work day, probably because ofContinue reading “Picking Berries”

We finished the documentary on Wham and I’m sad to report that George Michael is dead. In 2016! I was equally disappointed in Bohemian Rhapsody to learn that Freddy Mercury had died. In 1991! What I’m trying to say is I watch a movie, get so involved in the story, and feel the flitter ofContinue reading “Wanted Dead Or Alive”

I should have been an interior designer. Not the designer for the rich and famous, but for poor, overwhelmed hoarders. I find joy in taking mountains of clutter and turning them into mole hills. I recently had a video call with a vet who looked like an MMA fighter. Did I choose him because heContinue reading “Sledgehammer”

All kinds of shenanigans are taking place now that the sun’s gone down. From our pet duck peeping in on us from the skylight above while we’re burshing our teeth to my finally laying down to type after putting Evelyn to bed then hearing, “Mom! I’m mad at you.” Turns out I wheeled her shoppingContinue reading “Beam Me Up Scotty”

I packed so many adventures into one day! A 6:30am wake up to pick up my best gal pal Kristen, and we were off to the Twin Falls Trailhead to hike just outside of North Bend. “A flat trail” is what she said, but that was not true. Which was a nice check-in to showContinue reading “The Fullest Of Days”

A boat pulls a teenage girl behind it on what looks like a surf board; it’s about 75 degrees, and the music being played is something I recognize. “Cause we only got one night, double your pleasure, double your fun, it’s going to be me, you and the dance floor.” It’s a laid-back, summer day,Continue reading “Funmobile USA”

Things work out more often than not, and I’m pretty certain it’s not just by chance. I’ve made a lot of calculated moves and choices, from my job to relationships, to how I spend my time, and for anyone to perceive it – me included – as a string of good luck would be mistaken.Continue reading “Just Another Day”

In the same way people arrive on my office couch and I may judge their mental health as pretty shitty, I can imagine a nutritionist or personal trainer looking at me on day one with a disapproving tsk, tsk, tsk. I’m aware of this! Yet, I don’t do much about it. I indulge a littleContinue reading “Everything’s Just Duckie”

Just a hermit crab on a rocky bottom, unfazed by a jet flying by. My senses are dull, as is my significance. I yearn to ride a rainbow as my steed. Yet, my dreams shatter like fragile bubbles, and the screen fades to black. I hesitate, blinking and waiting, unwilling to make the first move.Continue reading “Shiver Me Timbers”