They’re Baaaack…
I’ve heard. Rumors, you know. I chose not to believe them. But I saw it today. With my own eyes. […]
maybe it’s valentine’s time…
But whatever the reason, I’m getting all poetic lately. I can’t stop writing these swell little ditties. Sometimes they rhyme.
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Popular
Days like this I’m almost overwhelmed by how many people love me. Today, it’s the vacation rental adverts. They’re all
I didn’t mean to (but somehow I did)
* eat half a (small) loaf of really good homemade white bread * lick the hot-fudge-frosting pan * growl at
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I (heart) Friday! (Yea, verily.)
Yea, verily, thus saith Becca, It is Friday, and the end of the week approacheth. Husband returns today from his
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“Addiction” is probably too strong a word.
Because I could stop any time. I could. Hi. I’m Becca. And I’m a Slackaholic. (Parenthetical side note: Do you
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Today, in Numbers
16: Inches of snow left in the “shady corner” of my front yard. 2: Daffodils ready to explode, any minute.
Bossy?
I don’t particularly like being in charge. I love having other people I can turn and point to, either when
Talking to Strangers
So today I went to the bank. I may or may not have needed to cover an overdraft, and if
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