I’m back in the South where I belong. Where’s my fatback? Oh. It’s attached.

I have returned, without incident. Except for the part where my smoke alarm went off at 3:17 this morning. It just went off for maybe three horrifying, jarring beeps then stopped. And it was not the "I am running out of batteries" beep. It was the real thing.

So after being RIPPED from sleep, I had to lie there and think up horrid reasons why that happened. Was the fire smoldering and would start back up any second? Was there an intruder blowing smoke into the alarm so I'd get up, then he could hack me to bits? The whole thing was restful.

I did notice that both dogs and both kittens were sleeping with me–Anderson and Roger in a tight little kitten ball. They recovered from the smoke-alarm-alarm sooner than I did.

At any rate, I must scream off to work now, but before I go, here is what I did in Saginaw, other than visit 49330932444 people in 48 hours, and I cannot TELL you how I enjoy people emailing and calling, "I see you're coming to Saginaw for three hours! Any chance we can get together?" NO! There is NO CHANCE I can cram ONE MORE THING IN when I come back for these teensy visits. Why must people LIKE me?

Ring
I bought me a ring.

My Aunt Kathy has this ring, and her daughter my cousin Katie just loved it and used to borrow it all the time, so eventually my Aunt Kathy got one for her and for her other daughter, my cousin Maria. Everyone was sporting their pretty diamond all weekend and I said, I WANT ONE! so my aunt and I headed to the jewelry store and I swooped in and bought it. Like I'm rich or something.

Oh, it was on SALE. And they have this year-to-pay-it-with-no-interest thing. Look, any store in my hometown is just excited anyone is buying anything. They'll cut you a deal.

I just love it. I stared at it the whole way home on the plane. I am certain I did not look touched in the head.

Okay, my ring and I must go to work.

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Author: June

At one point, I was sort of hot, in a "she's 27 and probably a 7" kind of a way. Now I'm old and have to develop a charming personality. Guess how that's going.

115 thoughts on “I’m back in the South where I belong. Where’s my fatback? Oh. It’s attached.”

  1. Anita, you MUST share the eclair recipe for PoW if June ever decides to do it. No baking, what?!?

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  2. June…shopping with you would be a blast…you have exquisite taste!
    Amish Annie: I did indeed spend my first 39 years in NYC. I still commute there every day for work and often visit tons of family and friends. But in 2002 I moved to a mid-sized town in NJ and then to a TINY NJ town in 2009. It is a great place to live…more rural than suburban, with lots of farms and HORSES, and such, but with excellent schools, every modern convenience and every store you could possibly want to shop at located a mere few miles away (this is NJ, after all!) I did this for my kids and so that I can escape the big city and retreat to the quiet each day, but it is hard. Today I saw one other Black family at the recreation center and I couldn’t stop following them with my eyes!
    Unruly Hair: I think you are right about it being an aesthetic choice to put the smoke alarm where no one can see it on a vaulted ceiling…OR REACH IT! The chirping is intermittent but when it strikes, it is all I can do not to pull my eyelashes out one by one. Then…it stops…only to start back up a week later. CRAZYTOWN!

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  3. Well, well, well…I see that retail therapy thing that Aunt Kathy teaches is helping bring you out of your shell! Geeze, I leave you two alone for two (2) hours and look what trouble you get into.

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  4. Marzipan,
    I’m sending a recipe for pralines. Do you know what they are?
    They are yummy, Southern goodness!!
    Love your ring, June! I don’t know of this traveling to see relatives thing of which you speak. All of my relatives live right here in my city. That’s right, ALL OF THEM. Family reunions? Not necessary.

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  5. Marzipan,
    I’m sending a recipe for pralines. Do you know what they are?
    They are yummy, Southern goodness!!
    Love your ring, June! I don’t know of this traveling to see relatives thing of which you speak. All of my relatives live right here in my city. That’s right, ALL OF THEM. Family reunions? Not necessary.

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  6. Marzipan,
    I’m sending a recipe for pralines. Do you know what they are?
    They are yummy, Southern goodness!!
    Love your ring, June! I don’t know of this traveling to see relatives thing of which you speak. All of my relatives live right here in my city. That’s right, ALL OF THEM. Family reunions? Not necessary.

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  7. Ooooh, I like Sadie’s Pieces of Wisdom recipe idea!
    Also, Amish Annie? PLEASE send the butterscotch bar recipe! I want to make them NOW!!!!!!!!
    Matze – I’ll be emailing you a salmon recipe from the Pacific Northwest. Or, would you prefer a dessert? I’m easy, I’ll do either.

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  8. Ummmm…. yeah, I guess I should probably leave my email address if I want Amish Annie’s recipe. tvanvolkinburgh(at)yahoo(dot)com
    *slinks off sheepishly*

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  9. Mattie...wasn't really surprised he wants the divorce the day after getting his first pay check in 2 years! says:

    Hi all…I am late to the party but my husband filed for divorce this weekend and I went to the store and bought myself two charms for my Pandora bracelet. It didn’t make me feel better but I wanted to treat myself to something nice.

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