Category Archives: Writings

Thanks to the attendant of Universal Studios’ Trollercoaster, our ease and enjoyment of the park went up by two notches. After overhearing Evelyn say she didn’t want to sit in the back, she pulled us from the line and placed us right at the front of the coaster for the next ride. Then, when aContinue reading “A Fairy Godmother Appears”

I tend to juggle too many balls. It’s no wonder I feel resentful or disengage when a request comes my way. How dare someone ask that? I don’t have that to give. My chest seems to agree as I type—pinging like flicked nerves, nodding along: yes, you do this; yes, it’s limiting you; and no,Continue reading “An Invitation to Grow”

“Bippity Boppity Broke.”“Happy Never After.” Just a couple of the less-than-magical t-shirts I spotted around the Disney parks yesterday and today—on dads, no less. The “Never After” one, with Grumpy the Dwarf on it, I thought was especially clever. With two of five park days down, we’ve learned some lessons. First: don’t do two bigContinue reading “Doing Disney Our Way”

Love, Jaclynn

Evelyn’s made a friend from Louisiana, which feels fitting, since we’re staying at Port Orleans, a Mardi Gras, bayou-themed resort. It’s lush here, with all sorts of palm trees, sword ferns, and old man’s beard flowing like gray, woolly scarves from the trees. We’re at the pool, a short football throw from our room. It’sContinue reading “Magic Eve Night”

I love staying in Airbnbs. They inspire me. The flickering solar light hung on a post, the purple-and-mustard painted pallets, the cartoon alpaca bedsheets—all swirl in my mind as potential additions to our home’s décor. I also love their garden. It’s wild but managed, and the cute butterfly signage makes me think the current greenContinue reading “Spit Happens”

Holy cannoli, I’m on vacation. I mean, I shouldn’t get ahead of myself. I had my last session of the week, so technically I’ve transitioned to the end of the workday—with a mild panic that I won’t cross all the i’s, dot the t’s, and will somehow get everything mixed up. With that said, I’llContinue reading “Pre-Check Check”

Ever on the hunt for LPs at dirt-cheap—or even “here, just take this”—prices, Dave and I dug into the website Millions of Records. We were pleasantly surprised to snag seven records, most priced under $5, including a Disney’s Encanto soundtrack for Evelyn. The Easter egg hunt of finding new, lovely records to spin is never-ending—andContinue reading “So Long, Farewell…Almost”

Dang it, guys. I’ve done it again—left this until the last minute so I have to rush. It’s my couch time, and something about sharing an extra-large bag of Boomchickapop sweet and salty kettle corn with Dave, laughing about a spam email from an extra-large-breasted woman with poor grammar, is a nice wind-down for theContinue reading “It’s Not a Tumor”