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Thursday, May 28, 2015

Mice. Why did it have to be mice?

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The first thing I did was pour some wine and turn up the Earth, Wind & Fire. Of course, I'm talking about finding mouse poo in my ...
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Thursday, May 21, 2015

This is 40. Or, how I almost killed myself doing a lazy triathlon.

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So, we're at the beach. This is the beach, yo. It's lovely. My Guy and I are having a combo celebration covering both our anniv...
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Thursday, May 7, 2015

An open letter to the kids who went to prom in Des Moines on Saturday.

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Dear friends, I had no idea that getting your prom photos taken outside of the Iowa statehouse was a thing. But it totally makes sense. ...
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Thursday, April 30, 2015

Toast to an old friend.

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I had to say good-bye to a dear friend. We'd been through a lot together. This is hard. See, when I got my first apartment, my grandma...
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Thursday, April 23, 2015

The cold, hard, dead truth about being a grown-up.

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I saw the mouse poo in the silverware drawer and only had a moment to process that hey, there's shit on my utensils for the second time ...
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Thursday, April 9, 2015

An open letter to my husband on our 4th anniversary.

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My sweet - Last weekend is a perfect example of our marriage. Friday night, I was tired and cranky. I was totally your dream wife. Then,...
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Thursday, April 2, 2015

I'm letting someone help me and now I'm not quite so psycho. Coincidence?

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Like a lot of people, I have trouble accepting help. As kind of a bossypants control freak, it's sometimes nice that my kitchen is the s...
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Small-town girl turned city woman. And no, I still can't parallel park.
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