Days like this I’m almost overwhelmed by how many people love me. Today, it’s the vacation rental adverts. They’re all over my blog comments. Husband said to me the other day, “Wow. Your blog is getting really popular.” I sort of looked at him with that “duh, huh?” questioning look on my face, and he...
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Category Archives: silliness* eat half a (small) loaf of really good homemade white bread * lick the hot-fudge-frosting pan * growl at the Kids who were only 3 minutes behind schedule * brag about my key lime pie until it is almost all I can think about (while I’m trying not to eat sugar) * cry in...  Yea, verily, thus saith Becca, It is Friday, and the end of the week approacheth. Husband returns today from his journeys to the Far East*. And there is much rejoicing. Kid 1 did sleep the sleep of the teenage girl (from 2.45 a.m. until 5.40 a.m.) as a result of the midnight showing of Harry.... Because I could stop any time. I could. Hi. I’m Becca. And I’m a Slackaholic. (Parenthetical side note: Do you find it odd – or am I alone on this – that we add the whole “-oholic” ending to everything we consider a bad habit. Are you really addicted to choc-ohol? Really? And I clearly... 16: Inches of snow left in the “shady corner” of my front yard. 2: Daffodils ready to explode, any minute. 4: Kids home for Spring Break! 9: The hour I require them to be out of bed. 13: Tiny tomato plants growing in the egg carton beside my kitchen window. (Averaging 3 new ones a... I saw some. Yesterday, as I was picking up Kid 4 from his buddy’s house, I stepped out of the Mighty MiniVan, right into one of my favorite things: Squishy, squelchy mud. Oh, mud. I love you. I love your fudge-brownie color. I love your smell — that mix of dirt, mulch, water and hope.... I don’t particularly like being in charge. I love having other people I can turn and point to, either when something is great or when a major disaster happens. I love having Husband – for so many reasons, but also so I can say, “Ask Dad. Tell Dad. Go cry to Dad.” I am not... So today I went to the bank. I may or may not have needed to cover an overdraft, and if I did, that’s none of your business. So I’m in the bank, and I hand over the business to the cute teller girl. She said, with a shy smile, “Um, I need to tell you... |