Here Comes the Sun?
BetsyG talks about her poor form in last week’s post…and the weather.
BetsyG talks about her poor form in last week’s post…and the weather.
Counterproductive though it may be, BetsyG looks back at how she might not have imbibed as much in her youth had she understood the future impact.
BetsyG recognizes the first anniversary of her blog.
An old friend turns out to be a lot different from how she imagined. BetsyG looks at a lost romantic opportunity.
A different take on relationships…BetsyG hopes the haters will cease and desist for now.
BetsyG reflects on the meaning of help, or lack thereof, in a relationship.
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.