The Web-Betty Blog

Was Web-Betty able to reconnect with ST? Did MM really give ST Web-Betty’s number? Will the doctor arrive in time to do the transplant? Read Reaching out, part 2 to find out!

Reaching out. It can be difficult, especially when you are the one who screwed things up by acting like an asshat. We’re not talking a little tiff. We’re talking about not speaking to your best friend for over a decade. This is part 1 of my tale on reaching out to my best friend from high school and into my 20’s.

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I think that a personal theme song is not a static song, never meant to change. I mean, we’re not the same person at 35 that we were at 25, or 15. Instead, a personal theme song changes as we change and move forward with our lives. The theme some of a teenager in love will be vastly different than the theme song for that same person, 20 years later and married with two kids. Ah yes, the theme song of a work-at-home wife and mother of two.

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Don’t tell anyone, but I do like a good meme. It gives me an opportunity to talk mostly about myself, and I can pretend that someone out there cares. I try not to go for the basic meme, (I guess I’m a meme snob) but instead I like ‘em a little more unusual. So today I bring you the Who, What, Why, Where, When and Would meme. Because there’s a little reporter inside us all. Read on…

Ah yes, Tuesday again. That means some random Tuesday thoughts. This week we’ll cover my possibly broken toe, the inability of Winn-Dixie employees to read the birthdate off an ID (hence the scanning of them now), tomatoes as a fruit, and how freaking cool I’m discovering my MacBook Pro is.

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It’s random Tuesday. That’s how I can relate Wordpress, domesticity, The Good Wife, Ken Ober, Pizza Hut and WriteRoom all in one post! Oh, and my blogging slump. Hopefully that is over!

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John Hughes died today. Marking the passing of a man whose movies splayed my teen years out there for everyone to see. Was I the princess? Was I the athlete? Was I the basket case? Does it matter? Hughes made it okay to be whoever you were. No matter what. In the immortal words of Ferris Bueller, “Life moves pretty fast. You don’t stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it. ”

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Let’s check out my “life on the line” for the week of May 1.