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.
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.
Leave It To Beebers (blog)
The title sounds like some sort of Lifetime movie involving a stunning, but emotionally wrecked, jilted ex-wife who plots against the innocent new bride of her former husband. The husband who works long hours at a non-descript white-collar job, and is complacently boring, not to mention daft; basically no man any woman would be dumb enough to go to prison over, and yet… Oops! Tangent – sorry.read more
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...read more
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...read more
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...read more
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...read more
Online relationships are hard. Oy. You have to email, or messenger, or text with a total stranger that we desire to like us, even though we may not end up liking them. First impressions are the easiest because everyone looks good in a profile picture the size of a...read more
By the time we arrived at the courthouse at 8:30 AM, I had already been up for four hours. And thanks to my new NO COFFEE diet, I was also tired as hell. I still managed to dress well, shower, comb my hair and apply some decent color to my face. Now, based on my...read more
I can’t drink coffee anymore. I love coffee. The rich, intoxicating aroma leads me into a calm, serene state of mind. The purposeful measured “splash” of cream that caramelizes its hue brings a smile to my face. A single sugar cube to sweeten the roast for my tongue...read more
I’m writing about where I’ve been. It feels like I may be tempting fate and risking another One just by writing about Them. I fear everything right now is a trigger. But if They’re going to keep happening, I might as well write about Them. It’s been one week and two...read more
Let’s Rant. What is it about unsolicited advice that gets me so worked up? There are multiple scenarios within reason I can admit I’m guilty of “advising” in... for example friends/people/strangers that may have just wanted an ear to vent to and there I go giving...read more
Okay gang, it's Mother's Day and I have 4 blog posts written. I will sporadically upload them for your laughing pleasure, shortly. First, I have a list of things that have made me absolutely happy as a human being, woman, and mom. Basically, what I'm telling you, is...read more