Uncategorized 30 Oct 2015 The Breast Thing that Happened to Me I have hated my bosoms since the day they budded. I also have always hated the word breast. It makes me cringe. Bosoms. Boobs. Knockers. All OK. Just don’t use… betsyvoreacos 1 Comment
Uncategorized 19 Oct 2015 90 Years Young “Could you imagine?” I said, holding up a somewhat questionable item that was left right out in the open in one of my unnamed children’s bedrooms. “We would have stashed… betsyvoreacos No Comments
Uncategorized 09 Oct 2015 No Ride is Worse than a Wet Ride I earned the title of Dog Girl a good thirty years ago and cling to the moniker with pride. After all, I know it's not a physical reference, but has… betsyvoreacos No Comments
Uncategorized 02 Oct 2015 Living the YOLO – FOMO kind of life “Sure you don’t want to come to the game?” Tom asked, peering over the rim of his hot and spicy Make-it-Yourself Bloody Mary. It was Saturday morning in Chapel Hill… betsyvoreacos No Comments