Life Gets Weirder
BetsyG’s experiences with reconnecting are getting weirder by the day, courtesy of Facebook. But what’s really weird is this picture of BetsyG from 9th grade.
BetsyG’s experiences with reconnecting are getting weirder by the day, courtesy of Facebook. But what’s really weird is this picture of BetsyG from 9th grade.
BetsyG looks back on the six months of The BetsyG-Spot, and evaluates its successes, failures, and where to go from here.
BetsyG talks about one aspect of why she loves essays, both reading them and writing them.
BetsyG had found some old friends, and it feels really good to reconnect, with the help of LinkedIn, Facebook, and social networking. In fact, it’s downright moving.
BetsyG talks about two distressing signs of aging and why running makes her feel better about it. She also shows off her Dance Dance Revolution (DDR) skills.
BetsyG reflects on why she likes reunions so well after attending a party with former co-workers.
BetsyG looks back at her high school days as a non-athlete and why those memories contribute to her love of running today.
Like David Foster Wallace, I suffered with depression for a long time. I finally found a drug that helped…for more than just depression.
I write about my past relationships with men. How can I do that without worrying about hurting them? And what kind of silly man would date me, a writer?
Here’s an update on my son Matthew’s medical condition.

BetsyG likes to write even more than she likes to talk. Her essays have been published in the Boston Globe Magazine. She has children who would be horrified to be associated with her and her blogazine. BetsyG is a happy divorcée and, suffering from a bad case of arrested development, has no idea how old she really is; her deluded belief is that she's your age, whatever it may be.