How’d This Happen?
BetsyG thought she was out of things to write about, but it turns out she had plenty to say about Mike, a birthday present, and a dilemma. What do you think I should have done?
BetsyG thought she was out of things to write about, but it turns out she had plenty to say about Mike, a birthday present, and a dilemma. What do you think I should have done?
Chris and I had been friends since college. When he asked me recently to help him hang his photography exhibit, I thought it would be drudgery. But it turned out to be a stimulating and positive experience, and also stimulated me to write this piece that gives a glimpse into our friendship.
Dale’s friend had painted him a paint-by-numbers eagle and was mad when he didn’t collect it. What ultimately happened was surprising, to say the least.
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.