Posted by: Becca on: October 28, 2009
To begin, I will begin at the beginning. The beginning of my very first diary, at least. It’s purple, with pink ballet slippers and red roses with green stems all over it. The inside covers are pink, the pages- lined and white, with a place for the date at the top. There’s a little silk [...]
Posted by: Becca on: August 6, 2009
Feminism is…?
Rebecca West: I myself have never been able to find out precisely what feminism is: I only know that people call me a feminist whenever I express sentiments that differentiate me from a doormat, or a prostitute.
[Feminism is] a socialist, anti-family, political movement that encourages women to leave their husbands, kill their children, practice [...]
I wish the nights were longer. I have so much to say.
I hate never being able to go home…that home is gone. I just want to sit in the barn with that sweet hay smell, that old worn wood. I just want to walk to the creek, in the valley, through the trees…I just want [...]
Posted by: Becca on: July 13, 2009
Clay always apologized for the Monte Carlo. And for Saturday nights at the dirt bike track. I didn’t mind either one. But Clay played by the rules, and as a rule, I suppose teenage girls don’t want to ride in old beat up cars and go to dirt bike races. I don’t really know, I’ve [...]
Posted by: Becca on: June 24, 2009
My dad just told me a great quote my grandfather used to say to them (dad and his brothers) all the time growing up: “The whiskey glass and a woman’s ass have ruined many a good man”. That’s some Bible belt farmer wisdom right there…
Posted by: Becca on: March 7, 2009
I went to the farm Tuesday, the day after it snowed. I forgot it was still there. I pass that road every day and act like because we don’t live there, because we don’t own it, it no longer exists.
But it does. It’s not a person who’s died. It’s an ex. Who got married. And [...]
Posted by: Becca on: February 26, 2009
My high school chorus teacher just joined facebook and I think I have been more excited about that than I have about anyone else I have seen on there. Mr. Boyce is a key player in not only one of the significant parts of my life, but also in the significant parts of so many [...]
Posted by: Becca on: February 14, 2009
This week has been long.
One afternoon while on lunch I walked to some shops a block over. One was an antique store, one a collectible store.
The antique store was museum-like, but intriguing. I felt transported to another era. I wanted to touch everything and sit there all day. There were two older women working, one [...]
Posted by: Becca on: February 7, 2009
While I’m on a memory lane kick…when I was pregnant and finishing up my BA I was taking some night classes and I remember thinking everytime I was driving to school how soon I wouldn’t be able to just go like that, espcecially at night. For some reason, Gorillaz was always on the radio while [...]
