June's stupid life · Money · My pets

With rudeness, all things are possible

Well, I got paid last night. Checked this morning to make sure the money was in there, then I opened all my bills and added them up. Out of money again. Am I the only one living this way? Because by the way, I hate it. And it's not like I can say, Oh, I… Continue reading With rudeness, all things are possible

June's stupid life · There's an Arlo & Janis website?

Don we now our gay apparel

I'm running very late today. I was Ned-ing. Twice. But I did not want to leave you wondering if you were in the running to possibly win BIG PRIZES today. Yesterday I asked you to guess if my hot young coworker Ryan lifted weights on Tuesday night, or drank a milkshake--the two riveting choices he… Continue reading Don we now our gay apparel

Aging ungracefully · Books · Friends · June's stupid life

Took a break from sculpting this David thing to say hi on m’blog

Before I begin to complain about painting my ceilings--and it's just like you're reading Michelangelo's blog--I want to talk about my poor work husband, Ryan. I've shown you his picture before and you all turned into Mrs. Robinson. Ryan (and I have no idea why I didn't just call him Alex like I do everyone… Continue reading Took a break from sculpting this David thing to say hi on m’blog

Food and Drink · June's stupid life

The one where June links to recipies, as she does

Other than the part where I own less of my finger than I might have liked, dinner went fine. And by the way, it hurts like hell to type, and I don't want you to feel bad for me, or think about what a hero I am, how I'm the wind beneath your wings, typing… Continue reading The one where June links to recipies, as she does

Family · Food and Drink · June's stupid life

Pink and blue and mango

I just woke up, having slept nine hours. I had to recover from that one-day workweek. I put in seven and a half hours this week. I know. It's insane. I gotta knock it off, get some balance in my life. The good news is, you may remember I said I took on an extra… Continue reading Pink and blue and mango

Food and Drink · June's stupid life · Sports · Television

Ban de Soliel, for the Saginaw tan

Well, it's back to work today. My water and I are back to work. By the way, I still look completely the same. It's day five! Shouldn't I be miraculously young-looking and incredibly hydrated by now? Instant gratification takes too long. (c) Carrie Fisher, my favorite person on earth now that Nora Ephron is dead.… Continue reading Ban de Soliel, for the Saginaw tan

...friend/Ned · Aging ungracefully · June's stupid life

Sans pépins

Yesterday evening, my phone rang. It was Ned. "What are you doing?" he asked me. He'd been over here two hours earlier and we'd made out until he had to go. "I'm watching Andy Griffith," I told him. "Aunt Bee has just laid down the law; no more Opie going to the police station." "Well,… Continue reading Sans pépins

June's stupid life · OooooooWEEEEEooooooo!!!

I still don’t really know what it sounds like when doves cry

Nobody freak out, but I deactivated my Facebook account again. It was just so peaceful without it. I got back on there to wish Ned a happy birthday back in June, then I thought, well, I'd be a fool to not leave it up for my birthday, because I am a giant ass. Anyway, am… Continue reading I still don’t really know what it sounds like when doves cry

June can't keep a man · June's stupid life

Dan Fogelberg asks a pertinent question

I was looking for a specific photo today and ran across this: How do you stay in love with someone forever? What's the secret? And why didn't I button my bustle correctly? Wasn't there, like, a whole room full of loved ones who could have told me it was hung wrong? If you have the… Continue reading Dan Fogelberg asks a pertinent question

June's stupid life · My pets

Never, ever get a New York Times subscription.

I am home; Ned and I were supposed to go to the beach this week, but now he's bogged down with work and I don't know if we're going or not. In the meantime, since I took these days off, what kind of nutbar would I be to not take advantage? So far I spent… Continue reading Never, ever get a New York Times subscription.

June's stupid life

Blogging from pedicure

At nail place getting toes done. Talk like Indian. Getting pale blue. Person next to me has McDonald's cup. Am judgy Indian. Name is Judge While She Grooms. We looked at pretty house today and another this afternoon. Not funny when blog like Indian. Wonder if politically incorrect to say "Indian." Talk later. Tell you… Continue reading Blogging from pedicure

...friend/Ned · June's stupid life · Music · My pets

Yeah, it does

For some reason that I'm certain had a lot to do with work, my boss and I got into a discussion about the song Every Rose Has Its Thorn. That's not entirely accurate. I was complaining about something that is mostly good, and being me, I have to concentrate on the one bad part. "Every… Continue reading Yeah, it does

I hate everything · June's stupid life

The birthday where everything went wrong

Really, in many ways, yesterday was a lovely birthday, except for how I hate everything. On Tuesday night, Ned and I went to the movies, and then we came back here and hung with my dogs and finally back to Ned's to sleep, so I could wake up with Ned on my birthday. Ned gets… Continue reading The birthday where everything went wrong

Aging ungracefully · June's stupid life

(Frutchie)

I don't think you can ask for much more, on the morning of your 49th birthday, than to step on the scale and realize you've lost a couple pounds. Given my advanced age, it probably means I have some kind of inoperable tumor, but till I find that out, yay! Weight loss! So far today… Continue reading (Frutchie)

Aging ungracefully · Film · June's stupid life · My pets

Get up stand up (Or, Oprah’s Wong)

Every morning, Edsel is like some kind of not-bright horse at the starting gate. As soon as I wake up, it is ALL HE CAN DO, ALL HE CAN DO, to wait till I ask if he's ready to get up. "Are you ready to get up?" means food AND outside, so you can see… Continue reading Get up stand up (Or, Oprah’s Wong)

Family · June's stupid life

Here, There, and Aunt Kathy

On Friday night, Ned and I went to this food truck rodeo, which I've already mentioned and clearly it was the highlight of my life. In the parking lot adjacent to the old movie theater we like, they had, oh, 10 food trucks, each featuring different sold-out fare. Ned and I never get anywhere early.… Continue reading Here, There, and Aunt Kathy

I am berserk · June's stupid life · My pets

Dear Ned. I am sorry that I slept with 12 firemen. It just happened, I didn’t plan it. Love, June.

Yesterday, I was just about to leave for work when my phone rang. "Hi, is this the person with the lost cat?" I've gotten a couple of these phone calls since Lily went missing, and they've always ended in disappointment. I tried not to get my hopes up, but of course I got my hopes… Continue reading Dear Ned. I am sorry that I slept with 12 firemen. It just happened, I didn’t plan it. Love, June.

I hate everything · June's stupid life

Disco Pants and Haircuts

Yesterday, I asked you to list all the things you could think of that irritated me. Turns out I'm kind of fussy. Oh, your list killed me, is what it did. God, what I bitch I am. Among the items you listed were: People coming to my workspace and saying, "Knock knock!" Ugh. Stop it.… Continue reading Disco Pants and Haircuts

I hate everything · June's stupid life

The one where June is irritable

Everyone in the row of my open floor plan at work is a man now. I don't mean anyone in my row used to be a chick and now they're a man, but of course I can't know everything about my coworkers. Maybe I have a whole Chaz Bono sitch over here and don't know… Continue reading The one where June is irritable