Uncategorized 18 Jan 2016 Tinder for Dummies “Hey! Do you know how to set up a Tinder account?” I texted the daughter on Saturday night.Now, my son in California, he only answers when I Venmo him money.… betsyvoreacos 3 Comments
Uncategorized 12 Jan 2016 Somewhere Over the Rainbow I validate my life through signs. My dear, deceased mother-in-law flits from tree to tree in the form of a bright red cardinal as I sit at my desk on… betsyvoreacos 5 Comments
Uncategorized 31 Dec 2015 New Year, New Rules It’s no secret that I am ruled by the rules in my life. The rules I follow cause me much grief, the rules I don’t follow cause me much guilt.… betsyvoreacos No Comments
Uncategorized 23 Dec 2015 Kids… they’ll drive you to drink! Of all the many sacrifices I’ve made for my children, (stop rolling your eyes, you three) perhaps the most pointless was raising them alcohol-free. Me, not them. I was a… betsyvoreacos 1 Comment
Uncategorized 09 Dec 2015 Teach Your Children Well Teach your children well, their father's hell did slowly go by,And feed them on your dreams, the one they fix, the one you'll know by.Don't you ever ask them why,… betsyvoreacos No Comments
Uncategorized 01 Dec 2015 Going Postal “They’re GONE!” I texted to my spouse from the living room.“Let heaven and nature sing!” he texted back from the basement he had just reclaimed. He was working on a… betsyvoreacos 4 Comments
Uncategorized 19 Nov 2015 Oh, God! Now What? My friend Angela feels Jesus in her fingertips. When she worships she lifts her hands to the heavens and raises the rafters with praise. Her whole church does. I’ve been… betsyvoreacos 6 Comments
Uncategorized 12 Nov 2015 Rock Me Momma “Our kids don’t have the kind of fun we had,” I’ve lamented many a time. “The things we did would have made my mother’s skin crawl.” Of course, that’s why… betsyvoreacos 1 Comment
Uncategorized 02 Nov 2015 Just a Mother Watching the Mets I haven’t been this sad about anything baseball since Pete Rose let me down. I grew up a baseball fan with my father watching the Phillies from his green leather… betsyvoreacos 1 Comment
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