Crafting Is Bullshit – Or How I Want To Become Paula Deen
I am not a crafty person. See also this: Yes, yes I made that. And I wasn’t trying to suck AT ALL. I know, understatement of the year, right? (why I just joined Pintrest is beyond me – prolly so I can...
View ArticleThis Message Sent From My Dishwasher
I remember when I got a pager. The thing was gold, tiny, and worn by a nice white suburban girl who was all Damn It Feels Good To Be A Gangster. I think it increased my street cred by at least -37...
View ArticleAnatomy Of A Forum, By Aunt Becky
Please note that any offensive words I’ve used were only thrown in to more properly illustrate my point that Forums = full of asshole pinheads, not to offend anyone. When I’m trying to offend you,...
View ArticleThings I’d Rather Be Doing Than Potty Training
0) Rebranding myself a “social media maven.” 1) Listening to John C. Mayer croon about my body being a wonderland. 1) Decoding passive aggressive Facebook status updates into anagrams about zombies. 2)...
View ArticleHow The Light Gets In
Drive your cart and your plow over the bones of the dead. -William Blake A friend of mine, a great many years ago, once told me, “Jesus Fuck, Becks, can you ever catch a break?” I don’t believe he was...
View ArticleOne Moment In Time
“Moment after moment, everyone comes out from nothingness. This is the true joy of life” - Shunryu Suzuki I’m not going to sit here and tell you that everything is okay, Pranksters. That would be a...
View ArticleThings I’ve Learned While Searching For Jobs
Dear Pranksters, It’s hard to follow a post like Swan Song up with anything. Everything I’ve managed to come up with sounds too trite, too stupid, too (as a former troll called me) “navel grazing*” So...
View ArticleWhen Refrigerators Attack
Scene 1 – My new kitchen, middle of the work day on Thursday: Me (humming the Flight of the Bumblebees and wondering how THAT became my theme song): “Man, I am THIRSTY. I should grab a nice, tasty...
View ArticlePrincess Peachy Poo
We’d been tasked, The Guy (at the time) On My Couch and I with wrangling the children outdoors because the window guy was indoors, ripping out our old drafty windows and installing brand-spankin’ new...
View ArticleParent of the Year Strikes Again!
Scene: My Living Room, Saturday Afternoon Me: (mumbles to self while setting up Christmas tree) Alex: (perplexed) “Hey… Mama?” Me: (pulling head from underneath spiky needles of doom, expecting the...
View Article2012: A Space Oddity
Once a year, every year since dinosaurs typed out blog posts with their wee flailing dinosaur hands on their gigantic Stone Age laptops, I do a Meme. Generally speaking, I do not like Memes. I do not...
View ArticleProvidence, Part Deux*
I don’t get the impression, Pranksters, that a lot of us hold much stock in the idea of Providence (always with a capitol “P”) because, well, we’re a little bit jaded. It’s hard to see a world in which...
View ArticleTICKle Me Alex
“We live in the park!” is the brightly canned response I give my kids whenever they’re stuck staring at a mountain of gleaming green goose poo or shrieking about spiders daring to breathe in their...
View ArticleMother Thinks The Birds Are After Her
Despite my almost encyclopedic knowledge of Britney Spears* it comes as a shock to tell you, Pranksters, that my brain banks hold no information about birds. I take that back. This is what I know about...
View ArticlePanic! At the Pool!
Part I After wandering through the endless labyrinth of badly-carpeted halls while lugging the absolute most amount of crap I’ve ever packed for a trip, finally, we reached our room. The kids, by this...
View ArticleThings Unsaid Today
“I was so happy to see your Mom at Alex’s concert the other day. Saw she’s using a cane now, so’s mine. She’s been falling a lot – I’ve had to go over and help her off the floor more times than I care...
View ArticleTwi Hard
Yesterday at 1:14 Me: “You know what I don’t get? TWILIGHT.” Lauren: “Oh Em Eff Ge I LOVE those books.” Me: “How can you read them? Stephanie Meyer can’t write herself out of a paper bag?” Lauren: “I...
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