by Jackie | Life Happens, The One With
I came home from work to find several of my neighbors in my building’s lobby. Coincidentally we had all arrived at the same time and were tending to the business of getting our mail, newspapers and packages as we exchanged pleasantries. There was P, the...
by Jackie | Living Deliberately, The One With
There was a monk — a splendid sort; I saw that his sleeves were edged at the cuff with gray fur, and that the finest in the land; and to fasten his hood under his chin he had a very intricate pin made of gold; there was a love knot in the bigger end. His head...
by Jackie | Living Deliberately, The One With
Dr. Temple Grandin thinks in pictures. She was diagnosed with autism as a child and, for many years, assumed everyone processed thoughts this way. “Words are like a second language to me. I translate both spoken and written words into full-color movies, complete...
by Jackie | Living Deliberately, The One With
When I was a kid, I thought one of the perks of being an adult meant that I would never have to do anything I didn’t want to do. Bye-bye cauliflower. Hello Pop-Tarts for dinner. (Aside: have you heard about the new peanut butter Pop Tarts? Thank you to the...
by Jackie | Living Deliberately, The One With, The Subway Chronicles
I’ve always liked Susan B. Anthony. Not that I knew her personally or anything. She be close to 200, and I’m not nearly that old (though sometimes it feels like I am). By “liked,” I mean she always fascinated me. She’d be on my list of...
by Jackie | Animal Instinct, Living Deliberately, The One With
Today marks a transition in the life of this blog. After 128 Friday Five posts, I thought it was high time to do something different. I’ve been honored that you spend part of each week here. Your feedback and comments have kept me dusting off the stools and...
