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Thursday, July 20, 2017

In which my husband's feet give me a mental breakdown in the HyVee parking lot.

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There was something in the air - the planets were aligned, or maybe there's just something about a 70-year-old's birthday party that...
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Thursday, July 13, 2017

All Walter does is win.

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It's time for America's favorite game show ... WHAT'S! IN! YOUR! MOUTH! Today's contestant is our reigning champio...
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Monday, July 3, 2017

Eat the damned pancakes.

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Food is what makes America great. I'm talking potato salad, your auntie's secret marinara sauce, ham balls, spring rolls, fajitas, t...
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Thursday, June 29, 2017

I am having a bloody mary on a Thursday morning and I don't care who knows.

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My Guy and I have been rehabbing a house. Not our house. Our rental house. The house he lived in before we got married, the house we couldn...
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Friday, May 26, 2017

I am old and I know things and let me tell you all the things. Also? Please think I'm cool.

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It's graduation time and that means a lot of stuff. Well-intentioned but obviously clueless relatives like me write things in graduati...
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Wednesday, May 24, 2017

Behind the Doodle.

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Working from home has damaged my ability to get places on time. And having a puppy has really just destroyed whatever remained of my "g...
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Friday, April 14, 2017

Sometimes blessings hurt.

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Walter the Wonderdoodle is pure joy - jumping and exploring and drinking it all in. However. He's jumping on people and brand-new ki...
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Small-town girl turned city woman. And no, I still can't parallel park.
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