The BetsyG-Spot

BetsyG jaws aimlessly about her vacation plans in this less-than-thrilling post that reveals all the misery that is her life.

Folding laundry had an odd effect on me when I realized how little was left in the way of little-boy clothes. It was a marker of a life passage that I just hadn’t expected.

Can the right words to win back a lover? Probably not, but BetsyG has a hard time realizing this.

Mr. Stalker Creepy Guy has been bothering me for 30 years. Wow. BetsyG chronicles the enduring saga. (And, no, she doesn’t like talking about herself in third person.)

Ron doesn’t just hate the sound of oldies music; oldies affect him profoundly…and negatively. This beautifully written essay looks at nostalgia, and offers a philosophical view on what oldies might say about your life.

How do you break up with someone? While there is no one right way, there sure are some wrong ways. BetsyG provides an education on the subject.

Lawrence sent me a pretty weird story in response to my story, Unbelievable. Weird things happen, indeed. I add another one to the pot in this post.

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 had her heart broken–badly–and avoided love for years. She finally fell for someone, only to have him break up with her too. In this essay she ponders the question of whether she’ll go for it again, or if maybe loving and losing isn’t worth it.

I love that my WordPress stats show the search strings people use to find my site. Some of the strings are quite amusing, and I share them here.