I’m Jaime (like Sommers, The Bionic Woman). Mom of sons. Sober. Weirder now. Always up for recovery talk.

I write for the border-stalkers and black sheep—on mindful abstinence, emotional sobriety, and faith reconstruction.

You can find my most recent work over on Substack at Sober-Minded.

 
(Liquid Death in Sacramento May 2024, cold and smooth with tannins of vintage tees and used bookstore.) Once upon a time, we drank and we sang. We lived. Concerts were always a Thing for us, a Place. A thing and a place we weren’t sure if we
I’m thinking of and praying for the bedbound today. And the bedbound of heart—is this you? May Easter find you just as it did when the world felt fresh, maybe at single digits eating malted milk balls for breakfast and stuffing your feet