Writings – Page 88 – Going On 40

Sock O’Clock

In my usual writing position, splayed on my belly with elbows propped, feet dangling off the bed, and fingers tapping away in my bedroom, I scan the room for ideas. Eleven puzzles lay against the wall—some toppled over like fallen domino soldiers. They serve as a reminder for me to bestow them upon someone new,Continue reading “Sock O’Clock”

Morsels of More Glee

Graphic design feels like a bottomless pit, sucking away every ounce of my being and refusing to release its sticky grip. It all began innocently enough with the creation of an Instagram account for More Glee Counseling, my business. Soon after, I found myself reactivating my Canva account, embarking on a two-week trial, and generatingContinue reading “Morsels of More Glee”

Don’t Be Snoody

“From 100 calories to 10,000, we’ll take you from dull to full” is a tagline I created after the following conversation. Over a FaceTime call with my step-mom, Paula she discussed tonight’s family dinner, chuckling, “I watched a video recipe with spinach and mushrooms, and thought, ‘Ooh, how can I make that unhealthy?’” Heavy cream,Continue reading “Don’t Be Snoody”

In the Corner of my Mind

I’m called in for one last bedtime request. Evelyn needs her llama-patterned blanket pulled up higher and asks, “Remember when you told me a lady sewed this for me?” “Yes, it was Judy, and she used to call you ‘my lil peanut,’” I reply.“My lil’ Peanut! I want to meet her again.”“Me too,” I say,Continue reading “In the Corner of my Mind”

Oopsie Orphan Annie

Whether it’s a distraction, an unconscious self-sabotage, or the works of an evil sorcerer wielding the most badass quarterstaff, I owe you an apology. To those patiently awaiting the elusive daily blog. somehow publish does not get pressed. Rest assured they are always written. However, I picture you standing in snow flurries, wearing a jacketContinue reading “Oopsie Orphan Annie”

Vulnerability Schmulnerability

Sometimes, my “why” seems to be in a land far, far away – that elusive reason behind the things I do. Take this blog, for instance; today, I haven’t got a clue. The heaviness behind my eyes, the soreness in the back of my throat – possibly the beginnings of a cold. It’s not anContinue reading “Vulnerability Schmulnerability”

My Friend, Peter: Part II

It’s the night of Evelyn’s 4th birthday and we’re sitting on the couch watching Paw Patrol on the projector. She’s sitting nearby with Paw Patrol pajamas, and socks, and one of the pups just said, “Do your best and leave the rest.” And I smiled. I need reminders like that. Having not heard from myContinue reading “My Friend, Peter: Part II”

Journey to the Sadness Bowl

All my great writing ideas today came while mixing wet ingredients into dry ones for tomorrow’s chocolate cupcakes with chocolate frosting for Evelyn’s class. I even wiped my hands free of the stuff to type a bit. The paper liners are too big, leading the excess to fold over, so the supposed-to-be circles have aContinue reading “Journey to the Sadness Bowl”

Accidental Delight

Ya know what? I deleted my post. A cut-paste led to an undo that couldn’t be undone. The post had something to do with a lazy day, a roaring fire that required opened windows to bring down the 80-degree temperature, and extra short windy/rainy beach time. Here are some videos for proof. Love, Jaclynn

Throwawaying Perfect

“A table for two, but I’ll be eating for three,” chuckled the burly-haired man as the waitress handed his lady friend and him two folded paper menus before seating them three tables from us. The barbecue joint was far too tasty for just seven customers, including Dave, Evelyn, and myself but that’s probably from theContinue reading “Throwawaying Perfect”