Jaime Parker Stickle

Jaime Parker Stickle

is the neurotic, anxious, and downright panicky author of the novel, The Habitation Game and the slice-of-life blog and podcast, Leave It To Beebers. Since her foray into the working world at age nine, Jaime has spent years observing, eavesdropping on, and gossiping about enough people to know first hand that real life is truly stranger than fiction. Jaime has spent most of her career in Hollywood, California as an actress, writer, and comedienne. On the corner of a quiet, joyful street, Jaime lives with her husband, two rescue dogs, and two-year-old maverick of a son- Jack Danger.

the Habitation Game

Emily sits, staring at the clock on her computer screen, counting down the minutes until she can leave for the day while musing on how she ended up working for Corporate America. Little did she realize the worst part of her day was yet to come when happy hour obligations put her front and center with the woman who would put the word dead, into Emily’s dead-end job.

As Emily recounts 30-years of roommate relationships, some worse than others - like the time she lived with a nudist, whom she suspects was also a Nazi; to the times she unwittingly allowed an alcoholic, a drug dealer, and a couple of mobsters’ kids to live with her. Nothing could have prepared her, though, for Adeline.
the Habitation Game
Not only did Adeline manipulate Emily into living with her, but she also moved in with a secret boyfriend and an oppressive personality disorder. The worst part - Emily and Adeline work only three desks away from each other.

As anxiety begins to knot and twist around Emily’s stomach, the fear that she’s made a grave mistake by moving in with Adeline is validated when Adeline’s mood swings start to manifest themselves and secrets of her own past roommates are revealed. At least that’s how Emily sees it when Adeline starts to communicate with Emily using a butcher’s knife instead of a Post-it note.

As Adeline continues to mind-fuck Emily, she is unaware that she is playing with fire. After years of living with crazy people, and months of putting up with Adeline, Emily may have the motive to strike back.

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Latest Posts

Time Off

Time Off

I took some time off. I needed a few minutes alone, so I took a break in June and July to reassess the importance of my words. How do I say things, what message am I delivering, and how is what I am saying affecting the space I live in? You see, sometimes, it feels...

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Isagenix Day Two

It’s not my place to get into the nuances of nutrition and healthy eating – I’m not a registered dietician and I’ve primarily made eating right a mission for myself. So, I’m not going to preach about food and eating correctly or the farming industry, or the benefits...

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Fluff

I sit adjacent to her long, sinewy arm, our legs brushing against each other’s by force of proximity, and I stare into her piercing, icy blue eyes - I’m not going to back down this time. Her character assassination, though disguised as a general opinion of sorts is...

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Adiós Chihuahua Ojo

My mom’s dog died last week. I know, I know, but don’t worry - she still has my dad and her health. And she’s pretty young, so there’s that too. It’s interesting how much we rely on our pets: for friendship, protection, emotional support, and as great excuses for not...

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The Quickie

  This is going to be a quickie blog post before I head out overnight to a grad school meet and greet, interview, all of the above day. I’ve learned a couple of things about myself this past week. One, I know nothing about musicians. I listen to music and really just...

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This is my story. Me too.

It’s awkward, it’s difficult, and it is hard to talk about sexual assault even when you live a life of openness. Victim isn’t an adjective I like to use in any context when describing myself. I prefer quirky, funny, kind, sincere – you get the idea. And I imagine that...

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The Neighborhood RV

It all started on Friday. Well, that’s when I noticed. I thought little of it at first, but vowed to keep my eye on it: a blue-striped Tioga, circa 1990, sans rust (thank G-d) RV. I found it parked across the street in front of my house, this utter eyesore in my...

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Oy! The Equifax Breach, Y’all

Hi Gang! Unfortunately this is not a funny post or a story, but rather a quick blog piece I wrote for one of the company's I'm a freelance writer for - and it's in regards to the recent Equifax Breach. If you don't have all the info yet, and need some information on...

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Is Vacation, Vacation?

We’re going out of town next week. I wouldn’t call it a vacation, but traveling is always a treat, right? We’re headed back to our hometowns to visit family, sing Happy 70th Birthday to my Dad in Michigan, and celebrate the High Holiday - Rosh Hashanah in NYC. It will...

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Table For One

There I stood, by myself, at the hostess stand waiting to be seated. The sign indicated I was to wait, and as I looked up and down the single row of booths, 14 in total, in the little diner that I had been frequenting since I moved to town, I saw a happy bustle of...

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About me


I wasn't born a Beeber, I married a Beeber and we became The Beebers… a typical American family. I use humor, a lot, especially when conversations are hard and awkward. I'm going to go ahead and use it here and see if we can't laugh together at life being really real.

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