At our wedding, My Guy and I danced to “Ain’t No Mountain High Enough” – the Marvin Gaye/Tammi Terrell version. It’s joyful and, perhaps most importantly, it’s short. Hell on earth is…
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Becky Brown
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I recently posted a photo about Walter the Wonderdoodle and overdoses and Ziploc baggies and vomit. It seems I should clear the air. No, Walter isn’t an addict. But he is an…
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Crawling into bed at 12:01 this morning, Jan. 1, I realized that my elderly dachshund had pooed on the sheets. Not all over the sheets, but he’d done a drive-by wipe on…
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I got dressed today, cleaned my kitchen and did a solid two hours of work. That might be all I have in me. In the last three weeks, my FIL had a…
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This week, I worked the pole. Erm, I mean I worked the polls. I was an election worker. Surely the music and body glitter of working the pole would be far more…
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A small dachshund with an oversized personality has deigned to share his thoughts. Buckle up - in his almost 16 years, Li'l Frank has amassed some pretty strong opinions.…
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Every Christmas, My Guy and I pick out a special ornament for our tree. It’s typically a Hallmark deal that makes us laugh – like Beaker from The Muppets singing “Ode to…
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Li’l Frankfurter has been having A Time. Five days ago, I was shoving Doritos into my gaping maw. I dropped one third of a Dorito. And Li’l Frank, he of the sensitive…
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Today, Walter tried walnuts for the first time. I was making pumpkin bars and carefully scavenged through the bag of walnuts. I tried to find the pieces that were mostly intact halves,…
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Broadway musicals + explosives + infertility = awesome.…