becky | September 30, 2008
Dear Gmail, Hi. Remember me? I haven’t wanted to say anything but things have just continued to get worse with us so you left me no choice. Did I do something wrong? Was it something I wrote or perhaps a new option I decided to put on? I swear, I haven’t moved to Yahoo mail or [...]
becky | September 29, 2008
I do realize that the very title of this post will insure that my mother is the ONLY human that I date for a long time. But Saturday night I did indeed have a date with my mom. And before you make that “awww” sound and think that I have also started to crochet and got a [...]
becky | September 27, 2008
Today, I eat these Newman’s Own cookies in your honor, Paul. May many other celebrities learn humility, charity and grace from your example. Paul Newman 1925 – 2008.
becky | September 26, 2008
Yesterday morning Ben was still so sick he was clenching his stomach in pain. I never did take him to my parents, so I could go into work, because he was honestly too sick to transport. There was no way he could be that far from a toilet and the walk down to the car might have [...]
becky | September 25, 2008
Tuesday night I was woken by the sound of my son making a bizarre moaning noise as he made a b-line to the bathroom. He barely got out, “I don’t feel so good…” when the dinner that I spent hours 10 minutes making him showed up in the toilet. I was just so proud that he [...]
becky | September 24, 2008
Wordless Wednesday
becky | September 23, 2008
The other day, in an effort to get over my super fun weekend, I was going through some of my old jewelry boxes looking for god knows what. When lo and behold, I found treasure! A packet of three 1979 Susan B Anthony silver dollars (still in the plastic) and some other odd looking gold coins. I was so [...]
becky | September 21, 2008
I wanted this one to work. I really did. I had such hopes. He was so sweet, let me watch “The Hills” while he gave me backrubs and he was so funny. God he could make me laugh. Even just his laughter could make me laugh until all my eye make-up was a distant memory. It would have [...]
becky | September 19, 2008
(I know this is a lame excuse for a post but if you could see the nothingness that is the creative part of my brain, you would understand. There are cobwebs in there. A vast hole of nothing. “Hello? Anyone home?” Nope. I got nothing… So I give you George W. Bush to do my [...]
becky | September 18, 2008
Remember the time I said my Dad and I were so different? (If you don’t, stop reading this and immediately go to the ER because since that was just two days ago, you’re clearly having a stroke.) Yeah well, I guess we have more similiarities than I thought. We both have the same eyebrows, the same non-existent lips (thanks [...]
