What I Definitely Don’t Wanna Be When I Grow Up…

Hi, hello, I’m currently a freelance writer, editor, Jack(ie) of all trades…
but I’m very much still figuring out my life.

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I earned a BA in Journalism from Northeastern University back in 2013
but, over the years, I’ve considered becoming a flight attendant…
and I’ve been rethinking this pursuit lately.

In fact, I recently applied to a bunch of airlines and even landed a few interviews!

But y’all know me. I’m essentially George Costanza.

And I’ve since reconsidered.

And, sometimes, it’s easier to find clarity when you figure out what you DON’T want. 

I’m still not sure what I’m doing but I know
I definitely DO NOT want to be a… 

Doctor – blood? eek!
Lawyer – abiding by the law? eek!
Drug Dealer – not abiding by the law? also, drugs? eek!
Chiropractor – fake news! eek!
Baker – have you watched my insta stories? eek!
Coroner – eek? eek!!
Mathematician – numbers? (I had to Google 9×7 the other day) eek!
Toilet Attendant – smell ya later? eek!
Librarian – shushing people? (I literally cannot whisper) eek!
Candle Maker – SCENTsational headaches? eek!

So, like, I’ve basically got it all narrowed down. 😂
I left flight attendant off the list because it’s not a definite NEVER ever
but, like, never for now? Classsssssic Jackie.

“Why am I trying to become what I don’t want to be … when all I want is out there, waiting for me the minute I say I know who I am.”
– Death of a Salesman (speaking of which, I do NOT want to be a salesman either)

Truly, though, over the years I’ve realized the things that make me happiest are being outside and being around animals (the non-human variety, of course).

Anyways, I did a thing and made a YouTube video!
It’s been a minute and, as much as I LOVE writing, sometimes I just need to TALK to understand my own train of thought…

…because half of the time this train is choo-choo’ing out of the damn station before I have time to register that it was even there! 😂

As an INTJ, I live inside my head 99% of the time.
So, here are 3.5 minutes of me trying to decipher these thoughts of mine…enjoy!

 

Spread kindness and cheer, xo
Jackie

Snail Mail Just Got Better: Postmark’d Studio

Snail Mail Just Got Better: Postmark’d Studio

If there’s one thing I love more than cookies, it’s snail mail. In fact, here are six reasons why I still send snail mail (and why you should too)! While it’s easy enough to grab a piece of paper and send a handwritten letter, Postmark’d Studio is making it even easier for y’all! Spread the love during the ultimate season of giving . . . treat an old soul/stationery nerd to this monthly subscription box!

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Abe Lincoln and Gingerbread

Abe Lincoln and Gingerbread

IMG_2019After spending the weekend in DC and cheesin’ it up with good ol’ honest Abe, I thought I’d do a Google search for “Abe Lincoln food” because I am a curious person who loves food and wonders about weird things like what AL snacked on in the 1800s.

Turns out he told a story during one of his debates that went like this:

The gingerbread story, retold by Carl Sandburg:
“‘When we lived in Indiana,’ he said, ‘once in a while my mother used to get some sorghum [flour] and ginger and make some gingerbread. It wasn’t often, and it was our biggest treat. One day I smelled the gingerbread and came into the house to get my share while it was still hot. My mother had baked me three gingerbread men. I took them out under a hickory tree to eat them. There was a family near us poorer than we were, and their boy came along as I sat down. ‘Abe,’ he said, ‘gimme a man?’ I gave him one. He crammed it into his mouth in two bites and looked at me while I was biting the legs off my first one. ‘Abe,’ he said, ‘timme the onter’n.’ I said to him, ‘You seem to like gingerbread.’ ‘Abe,’ he sais, ‘I don’t s’pose anybody on earth likes gingerbread better’n I do–and gets less’n I do.'”

In short, Abe was the best. And now I want some Gingerbread. 106 days till Christmas! WOOT WOOT.

Spread kindness and cheer, xo
Jackie