In case you didn't tune in this morning, I have decided to photograph everything I eat this week. Because I am a giant freak. So when we left off, all I had consumed was black coffee, and I didn't want you to think I was a ballerina or something. At mid-morning, I had some homemade … Continue reading The rest of the stuff I ate today
Marvin's alarm goes off at 5:15, and he is one of those people who BOUNDS out of bed as soon as the alarm goes off. My alarm goes off at 6:15. As soon as he hears my alarm go off, Marvin gets in the shower. Scientific survey question number one: How annoying is Marvin? Scientific … Continue reading Scientific Survey
I am back in Greensboro. It was 66 degrees and sunny when I got here, as opposed to gray and really ding-dang cold in Michigan. Why must it be cold in Michigan all the time? Anyway, our tree in the front yard bloomed all purpley pink while I was gone, so that was good. It … Continue reading Apparently I’ve taken up impressionist photography
So, my Uncle Jim officially has cancer. It sucks, is what it does. If you knew my uncle, you would understand how bad it sucks. I mean, no one should get cancer. Why do people get cancer? When he was going in for surgery, he told my Aunt Sue, "There's some money that I had … Continue reading June’s blog. Where you come for fun.
Geez, Louise, 1962 called, wants its computer back. I'm on my mother's speedy computer, can you tell? I only had to wait 16 centuries to get on here. And the thing is still mooooaaaning, like it can't believe I want it to actually perform at this hour of the day. I read an article in … Continue reading Say yes to Michigan
My uncle Jim is really sick. I don't feel like posting anything. I may go home for a few days if I can.
We had a lot of action around here this evening. Faithful Reader Jessica (see below) came and got our microwave stand from Ikea, for one thing. She didn't break in, she actually asked me if I wanted to go to Ikea at some point in the near future because she needed a microwave stand. I … Continue reading And guess what? Spellcheck does not recognize the word “Ikea.” So that wasn’t annoying just now when I went to check my spelling.
Right up there with kittens, Barry Gibb, lilacs and the song Pink Moon by Nick Drake? Is the cranberry limeaid from Sonic.
In my eternal quest to humiliate this dog, I tried to force her into week-late St. Patrick's festivities. Rock this, mom. Anyway. When I was humiliating myself over at knitting class this weekend, I passed a house for sale that I liked, so tonight Marvin and I drove over to look at it. Because we … Continue reading House of June
A few days ago I showed you a photo of the inside of my fridge, because Carpoolqueen asked to see a photo of the inside of my fridge, and apparently I will do anything you ask me to. Speaking of which, I keep forgetting to tell you that I had a dream that all of … Continue reading KY, Miracle Whip, yarn. I’m all over the place, really.
And you know what I suck at? Knitting.
In case you didn't read it on the front page of your local paper, I am narcissistic. See my post from earlier today if you are baffled. Although if you have read this blog for seven seconds, I don't know why you'd need to read anything to be convinced of that. But enough about me. … Continue reading Ask June, because apparently she thinks quite a bit of herself
So, Dr. Drew Pinsky (that's that celebrity rehab guy) has written a book on narcissism. He has a quiz one can take to see how narcissistic one is. He said Amercians score a 15, on average. Celebrities are more narcissistic, and they generally score an 18. I scored 20. TWENTY! I was particularly high in … Continue reading I am so beautiful, to me.
To the person who was Googling "muffin top sluts" a few minutes ago and found my blog, I am sorry. This was probably not the kind of site you were hoping for. That said, I had a very "things I like about the South" kind of a day. First of all, everything is blooming, even … Continue reading Chicken fried chicken
Well, ignore my last post. Tank and I are going out to lunch.
between salad from salad bar at grocery store for lunch, or chili cheese dog at Sonic. You have 22 minutes to advise me. What say you?
This whole Natasha Richardson thing freaks me out. She is officially dead now, I saw it on CNN.com, which you'll forgive me for not believing ridiculous TMZ when they said it about a half-hour ago. I mean, isn't it awful? She was such a respectable person, and married to that nice Liam Neeson, and I … Continue reading This is why I don’t do anything remotely athletic
We had fun at our St. Patrick's Day party. One of us, and I won't name names but his initials are Marvin, got drunk. On two Mike's Hard Lemonades. I knew we were in trouble when we walked in and Mike's Hard Lemonade was available. You know that's Marvin' girly drink of choice. There was … Continue reading Mike’s Hard Hangover
Is anyone having trouble leaving a comment? Two people have told me they can't. I know it sounds stupid, me getting on here to ask, because if you can't post a comment, how can you tell me. But what you can do, see, is go on the "email me" thing and tell me.
Top of the morning to ya!In honor of St. Patrick's Day, Tallulah is disguised as an Irish Wolfhound. Okay, I went in the kitchen to take a picture of Tallulah looking not at all like an Irish Wolfhound, thinking that would be funny, but what was funny instead was this ridiculous, I'm-in-the-middle-of-eating expression I caught … Continue reading Manly, yes, but I like it too