It has been a long time since I have blogged, really blogged. I felt the need to tell this story before I can begin to write again the little stories that usually make up this site and it’s been hard to write. It’s long – though I thought of breaking it up into [...]
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My nephew: Little Mr B Mr B: Aunt Becky, do you have any kids? Aunt Becky: No. Mr B: Why not? Aunt Becky: Well, because I’m not married. Mr B: Oh. Are you gonna get married? Aunt Becky: I hope so. Mr B: Who are you gonna pick to marry? Aunt [...] Any reader of this blog knows I have more than my share of hobbies and interests. And I’m flattered that many of my friends and acquaintances appreciate the fruits of my creative curiosity. I’m glad to occasionally share what skills I have. Unfortunately quite a few of the requests make me, well, cranky. Because these [...]
I’ve always loved rain – the sound, the feel, the smell. Add thunder and lightening and this weather forecast puts me on the edge of my seat with anticipation. |
 
Becky's bookshelf: read
I was in a bookstore the other day hunting for something to read on writing when I got distracted by the books on reading. I picked this one up, knowing nothing about Nick Hornby beyond his connection to About a Boy. My impressions in no...
I grew up loving to read and hope to pass that on so every year I get books for my nieces and nephews for Christmas. There are twenty of them and as they're getting older I can no longer give only books I've read so each year there are o...
 
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