I'm running late because I've spent all morning presenting Milhous with 75 kinds of food he won't eat. At the shelter, they gave me a bag of Science Diet kitten food, claiming that's what he'd been eating. Won't eat it. Covers it up with his paws. So I gave him a can of kitten Fancy … Continue reading Let’s scare each other
First of all, I'm not back together with Ned, and I'm not sleeping with Ned. Okay, once. As you know, from your Big Book of--oh, hell, like two days ago, I told you that since I changed my mind at the last minute about which house I wanted to buy, I ended up being homeless … Continue reading Catch up on…June’s love life
It's been so long since I've gotten up in the morning and not blogged. These other posts I wrote at night, the posts since my triumphant return. Celebrate June's triumphant return at the country fairgrounds and civic center. I wish you tell you what's new with work, but I worry about getting fired. I guess … Continue reading Catch up on June’s…hard-hitting career. The Asses of Roses edition.
Before I begin delighting you all with pet speak, lemme tell you what just happened. These past two days, I've been tryina keep up with reading blog comments, but it's not easy. I tried looking at them here, not in email, and one thing that's irking me is the comments are in order from oldest … Continue reading Catch up on June’s…animals (ya got all weekend?)
Since y'all mentioned in the MORE THAN FIVE comments yesterday that you'd like to hear about m'new house, I thought I could start with that story, and on the following days we could have a delightful new catch-up series, a catsup series, that really cuts the mustard. You'll relish it. Hot dog! (Dear June, Please … Continue reading Catch up on June’s…new house.
I've sat here for two days making little changes to this now-defunct site. "Should I start this up again?" I ask myself. Then I think about all the ways people could be unkind and I walk into the next room, all sweaty. To be fair, I'm menopausin', so I walk into every room all sweaty … Continue reading It’s Britney, bitch