Becca the Terrible

I am moving and going through my excess stuff. ugly find from my past #1 - these sickly looking pair of toe socks. people used to think i had some sort of circulation problem when i wore them with flip flops. i can’t believe i used to wear these in public….and that i actually still own them.

oscar (musical improv extraordinaire), alerted me to the fact that when you google image search “beatnik food”, a picture of me comes up. i just love this.

bonus note: the image after mine in the google search is one of my friend cheryl.

sadly though, i feel like a bit of a fraud, since i am neither a beatnik nor food, but hey i will ride this wave while it lasts.

2 weekends ago i went home to spend some time with my family. my dad just had surgery on his rotater cuff, so my step-mother rather ingeniously turned half of my dad’s shirt into a cape that goes over the sling. she took apart the seems on the whole right side of the shirt and then sewed them back together all while he was in surgery, and when people found out what she was doing - they all told her that she should sell her arm injury shirts. i agree with them. this is a rather bad picture of my father since he’s in a huge brace/sling and isn’t allowed to shower for a while, but i thought he looked pretty good for someone who had rotater cuff surgery 2 days before.

my niece, bella. she’s suspicious of my new phone (or most likely hoping it’s people food for her to eat).