"She says the most honest thing you've ever heard — and somehow it's the funniest sentence in the room."
At some point, a child said "six–seven." They said it wrong. They said it with complete confidence. The internet applauded. No meeting was held. Millions of adults suddenly felt personally excluded from a joke that didn't have a punchline — and that was apparently the entire point. This book will not explain the meme. It will, however, walk calmly beside you through the confusion until you feel slightly less alone. That is the best outcome available. Betty has been told this is not helpful. She disagrees.
Originally published when "OK Boomer" was still considered an insult rather than a term of endearment, this was Betty's first attempt to get everyone in the same room without anyone storming out. It didn't fully work. People bought it anyway. Boomers felt seen. Millennials felt called out. Gen Z had not yet been born when Betty wrote the first draft, and frankly that explains a lot about where we are now.
Notify Me →
Plato believed the unexamined life was not worth living. Betty believes the unexamined comment section is not worth scrolling. In this sharp, warm, and occasionally unhinged tour through philosophy and the modern human condition, Betty asks what Aristotle would have done with a passive-aggressive reply, and whether Socrates would have been banned from Facebook by now.
Notify Me →
One day you're thirty-nine and fine. The next you're forty and your body is hosting events you did not RSVP to. Is it menopause or did someone turn the thermostat up? Is that a hot flash or just the general fury of being a woman who has had enough? Meanwhile the mirror has opinions, your savings account is doing its best, and the beauty industry would like to sell you seventeen serums to fix problems you didn't know you had until they sent the email. Betty survived all of it. She took notes. Some of them are very funny. Some are not funny at all but she made them funny anyway because what else are you going to do.
Notify Me →"I tuck the truth inside a joke so it goes down easier… and nobody panics
before they've had a chance to think about it."
Born somewhere between Woodstock and the invention of the microwave, Betty grew up barefoot on California beaches when the biggest threat to your health was a bad wipeout.
She still has the long blonde hair. She still surfs. People still argue about how old she is. She does not correct them.
For decades Betty lived the kind of life that makes for great stories and terrible advice — and quietly observed the spectacle of human civilization marching confidently in whatever direction it thought was forward. She raised kids, outlasted trends, watched the world go from rotary phones to smartphones to people arguing with AI at 2am.
Then she started writing it all down. What came out was not a memoir. It was not self-help. It was something closer to what would happen if your wisest friend also happened to be the funniest person you know — and had zero patience for pretension.
Read Her Books"I bought this to make fun of it with my friends. I finished it in one sitting and texted my mom a genuine apology. I'm not ready to talk about it."
"Someone finally said it, and somehow it was funny. I've been waiting 30 years for this book. My book club has not recovered."
"I don't know how she made a meme reference and a Socratic argument in the same paragraph but it worked and now I have feelings about it."