June calls it a blog

Why do people think it’s okay to use words like “preggo”?

Anyway. Merry Christmas. Last night was my work holiday party. It’s at the country club that’s right near me now, which is lovely and convenient.

For the first six Christmases that I worked there, it was way out yonder at a fancy hotel, and I like the country club better. I ought to become a member. I’m certain it’s affordable.

Lottie Blanco did NOT wear this to the party, which did I mention was at a country club?

Anyway, for the second year in a row, The Poet was my date. I left my house at 5:17, and due to holiday traffic, I got to her place at 5:20. We left her parking lot at 5:21 and we were at the party at 5:23. “I hope you brought snacks for this long drive,” I said to her.

I should offer the disclaimer that both The Poet and I live rich-people adjacent. I imagine in the days of yore all the mill workers lived in my hood and all the mill owners lived in the hood with the country club. Oh, they’re grand old beautiful houses. How I wish I were rich rich rich.

“Do you think any of these people are copy editors?” I asked the poet as we passed grand houses. The Poet lives in these beautiful old white-brick apartments, and I don’t know WHO used to live in those. Maybe single millworkers! Maybe she knows. Poet, do you know?

I just heard a rustle out in the hall and Lily

you heard me

is out there playing with a fallen ornament. It’s so cute Ima let her do it awhile. It’s like watching an old grizzled sea lion at play.

Anyway, as you walk into the country club—and when don’t you, richy—there’s a giant Christmas tree and we have a photographer take your photo with your family or your date or just you, and a few days after the party they send us an email saying, Photos from the party are ready.

Yesterday it became my goal to get in as many family photos as I could, so that when they announce photos are ready everyone will flip through them and be all, Why the hell is June in all these photos?

You’d be surprised how many people were amenable to this idea, and I look forward to the All June All the Time extravaganza of photos. Also the photographer we hired this year was a very amenable young woman who is probably horrified of me at this juncture.

Here’s a very festive photo of my festive table. Woooo! Christmas!! There’s Lottie Blanco; The P; and the guy who sits next to me, Fewks, with his wife, Mrs. Fewks. Although sometimes when I’m messaging with Fay I call him Murray Slaughter.

I was talking with Murray Slaughter’s wife and was stunned to find she didn’t know half the stupid stories about work. “Don’t you TELL your wife about us when you come home?” I asked. Apparently, he only tells her stories that affect him, which. I am sure.

Anyway, eventually our festive table was joined by the copy editor who took care of my black kitten last spring while I jaunted off to the beach with Lottie Blanco and that copy editor’s girlfriend, and also by Jane West.

I think we need a better name for that copy editor. Let’s call her Cat.

They have a ton of good food, and you should see The Poet pack it away, but every year I get the food aimed at the children: mac and cheese and chicken fingers.

Ryan was one of the many people I forced to take official Christmas tree pictures with me, and you can see that baby thinks I’m obnox.

It was good to see everyone in their holiday finery. I know in years past there was an after party and I’d always get told where it was, but now not only do I not get told, I also have zero desire to go. After two hours at the party, I was exhaust.

As I was readying to leave, a guy from IT, with whom I kibitz, said, “Do you like my tie?” I said I did. Y’all know I like a januty blue.

I’ll be sure to show you the official photo of Poet and me in front of the tree, and the 29429429042 other photos of me with everyone’s family.

Afterward, I got into my footie pajamas and called it a night. I mean, it was a night already. I didn’t have to call it that to make it one.

Tonight a woman a block away is having an open house. She moved to this neighborhood the same time I did, and she has an Instagram account showing the changes she’s made to her millhouse and I follow it with great anticipation. I have never met her but twice now on Instagram she’s invited people so I am totally going. The walk with probably be two to five minutes, which apparently is my limit for attending holiday get-togethers.

I hope the open house has family photos you can take by a tree.

Festively,
June

P.S. This weekend marks 13 ding-dang years I will have been blogging. Isn’t that ridiculous?

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  1. I look forward to and so enjoy reading your blog every day.
    I love your humor, your fearlessness and your willingness to share your experiences with us.
    Thank you for writing your blog for thirteen years. Here’s to many more.

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  2. Lovely post, pretty June! Add me to the list of glad and appreciative for your blogging! Good or bad, on top of your writing skills, makes this a fantastic everything-else-can-wait blog! One of the featured posts at the bottom for me is the most adorable picture of Lu, sniff!

    Last month, I had to resist seeking out a spork for bludgeoning purposes due to the use of the word ‘preggy’. It’s been weeks and I still ‘hear’ that word in my brain. Something for you to look forward to!

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  3. Thank you for the 13 ding dang years of blogging. You are a bright spot in my life each day you write.

    You have no idea how fortunate you are to not have the traffic. I’m sure Greensboro has rush minute each day. I live one (1) mile from the interstate and it’s a ten minute drive most days, very seldom is there little traffic.

    Beautiful sky over your little village. I’m looking forward to hearing about the party tonight. And such a lovely party at the country club.
    Tee

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  4. I can’t believe I have been following you for 12 of those 13 years! It really doesn’t seem like that long … where does the time go? wow ….

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  5. So glad you decided to blog and keep coming back to it. I enjoy your humor and your more serious writing. Thanks for all the posts in 13 years!

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  6. Thank you, June! I am so happy that you decided to try your hand at that thing called blogging. I enjoy every minute I spend with you.

    Laurie in NB, Canada

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  7. Your blog has 13 years of heaven for me! I can’t tell you how many times I have laughed, cried and been worried about you. You have made many of us feel like we really personally know you. That my friend, is talent. Please blog for at least another 13!

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  8. I am also so happy that you write this blog! I had no idea when it started but so glad I finally glommed on to it a few years ago!
    I look forward to reading it and it feels like one big happy family – the readers! Thank you thank you!

    Loved your outfit – the pearls – spurred a sweet memory!

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  9. Beth from the woods ,good thing for wires and the internet or I might have to tunnel out to see the world. says:

    Keep it coming , your weblog, it makes people think, be happy, cry, wonder,pause,guess. In other words, we do a lot through you.
    Thanks for always making me appreciate everything.

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  10. Thank you for 13 years of amazing writing that either makes me laugh or cry and sometimes I do both. I haven’t been here from the beginning but have thoroughly enjoyed your blog and your amazing community of commenters for a bit. You know I found you? I googled something like “good things about G….bro” and you blog was definitely A Good Thing.

    You look lovely in that outfit. Classy!

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  11. Well, I’m a newbie to your blog (2-3 years, maybe?), but I look forward to your daily musings and photos! Loved today’s pic of you in our polka dot dress and pearls. A timeless look. Glad you had fun at your parties and enjoy your upcoming weekend!

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  12. I’ve been reading since Bye Bye Buy, and look forward to reading you every day. Thank you – your writing is wonderful! And you looked so beautiful for your party! We have ours tonight, and I’m afraid I’m going to look frumpy, if I even make it to the party. Hubby’s been up since 3am and hasn’t slept well all week because he was on a business trip (just arrived back today), plus the 4 kids all have colds. Bah humbug.

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  13. Thanks for being here for 13 years. Sorry I comment so late now!

    The country club near me closed a while back and I just found out they owe like 60K in back taxes. You’d think with what those things charge that would not be an issue.

    Here’s to 13 more!

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  14. Thank you for an amazing 13 years. I truly do miss when you are ‘flouncing’. I have said it before, I’ll say it again, you are my hero. You make me smile and inspire me to do better. Be in the picture instead of take the picture. Dare to paint your nails blue. Seriously – these are the things I aspire to be able to do.

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  15. You are a knockout in that beautiful dress!
    Thank you for giving such wonderful writing to pander to. I wouldn’t know what to do with all my pander without you.
    I could go on and on, as you know, but thanks. Really, thank you.

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  16. Thank you so much for all of these years of writing. And you are totally entitled to take time off now and then. I love your writing so thanks for always coming back.

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  17. Happy birthday to this blog and thank you for making it happen. I always save your morning post til I clear all the crap out of my in box and get a hot cup of coffee, crawl back to bed and get a cat on my lap. I may never be a productive meditating oat milk marathoner but I believe your blog is the best way to face the day.

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  18. Many thanks for your 13 dedicated years of not-blogging for us June! And raise a glass to many more! You looked lovely with your pretty dress and pearls and Poet date. Can’t wait to see all of your family photos. You have brought a ray of sunshine into my world!

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  19. Sadly, I don’t have time right now to read the comments but I just want to say that reading your blog is the single solitary thing I look forward to every day. Seriously, I can’t wait to read you in the mornings. So much antici………………………………..pation each day. Thank you for continuing to blog.

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  20. Looks like a lovely party! It is so nice that you and the Poet are dates, I think the best kind of dates!

    Happy anniversary. Like I said yesterday. I am so grateful for you and your other readers.

    Lovely post, lovely June!

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  21. A nonsensical haiku on the occasion of your blog anniversary

    No viruses, please
    I have been here 13 years
    Slapped with a liver

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  22. 13 years is so long!!! I have been blogging for just under 7. I am envious of your following – well, deserved. i have not been here as long, but I enjoy it now that I am here. That baby photos hilarious. Maybe baby recognized you from his/her family pic by the tree and wondered why you weren’t sitting at the family table since you had decided to join the fam. No rolls!? Travesty. The older I get the more excited I am when an event is close to home. You looked great in that dress!

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  23. Beautiful setting for a party and you looked stunning with your pearls! Thanks for inviting all of us into your life with your blog! Love it!

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  24. One day, years ago, I Googled “Brazilian Blowout” (oh it’s a hair treatment, you non-curly folks. Shut it.), and one of the first links that came up was a link to your blog. You had just gotten one (or some other similar treatment) and did a post about it. I read the post, then went back and read a bunch of archives, and I was totally hooked. Immediately. Thank you from the bottom of my heart for all these years of hilarity.

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  25. Firstly, why was everyone wearing name tags at your party? Don’t you all know each other from work? Secondly, thank you for 13 years of blogging. Yours is the only blog I read first thing in the morning; the others wait till afternoon. And thirdly and lastly, can’t wait to see your neighbor’s home, and what a beautiful sky that is.

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    1. P.S. I probably won’t take pictures of her house, cause I would look like a lunatic. But just picture my house with different furniture in it. Harrrrrr.

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      1. I’ve been following her IG as well. It’s fun to see your house, but with different styles and colors. And animals. She has different animals. Now you’ll have a new friend in the hood.

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  26. 13 years of It’s a Wonderful June Life.
    May you and all of us have many more together.
    I may not comment often but it’s like Christmas morning whenever you post.
    Lovely setting for your staff party. It reminds me of our local University Women’s Club mansion’s Christmas open house. So beautiful.
    Murray Slaughter. He officially started my crushing on bald men.
    Your polka dots and pearls are gorgeous!
    Thanks to you I’ve been following your millhouse neighbour on Instagram and was hoping you’d attend her open house.
    Enjoy!

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  27. A day without June Gardens is truly like a day without sunshine. Thank you for brightening my mornings and congrats on your 13 years!
    PS: you looked great last night.

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  28. I love that I have your blog to read almost every day. You live so far away and even though you visit us and call regularly, the blog really allows us to keep up with your daily life in a way that isn’t possible otherwise. I’m grateful for that. Keep up the good work, honey. Last night we had such a bright full mood that the light was coming in under our blinds as if it were daylight outside. That was pretty cool. I love you.

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  29. In USA you can answer…Preggo is a spaghetti sauce. In Italian it means “good”. So I gues they are saying they are good? Ugh. Anyway. It annoys me too. And any variation…preggers, etc.

    That other house being renovated sounds so neat!

    Yay for 13 years! Thank you for all the years and here’s to many more. My life is vastly enriched with your blog in it.

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  30. Thank you June for 13 years of being a part of my life. I look forward to spending time with you every morning. I don’t even feel that way about myself, so that’s saying something.

    On a sad note, my sweet fluff ball of a pup died last night. I am bereft. She was mine for 11 years. In reality, I was hers. I know this is one group of humans that will understand my brokenheartedness. My head is pounding from the tears I cannot shed because I have to sit at my desk and pretend to be a normal human.

    Thank you June for making me smile this morning.

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    1. Oh Lisa. I am at home crying for you. Losing a pet is incredibly painful. So very, very sorry. Wishing you peace.

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    2. So so sorry. I lost my almost 14 year old dog the end of August. It’s very hard and I miss her every day. Particularly when the new puppy is chewing on me. Which 14 year old dogs don’t do.

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  31. Your blog makes my morning get going. Also, I picked my cat, Cora, because she looked and reminded me of Lily, who is so very pretty. So, after all those pics of Lily, I now have my own wonderful, fluffy-tailed grey cat. Thanks for it all.

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  32. Thank you for 13 years! I started reading when you first had your non spendy blog and was hooked right away. Thank you for sharing your life with us and being honest and real and not just another fake blog . I know it’s got to be frustrating to put up with everyone’s opinion and unfortunately mean comments. I appreciate you so much, and you don’t know how often your blog has made my day better and has helped me through rough times.

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  33. Harper really missed the Christmas party this year. She wants me to come back to Pace just so she can go. 😂

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    1. As usual, the dance floor was filled with children to trip over. I totally 100% wanted to be dancing with them but (a) people would have stared and (2) I was having my picture made. Over and over again.

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  34. Thirteen years! Thank you, thank you, thank you! I can’t remember exactly when I started reading your blog, but I was immediately hooked.

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    1. Isn’t that gorgeous! As is June, of course. That goes without saying, but June does appreciate it when we come right out and say it. It’s the least we can do after 13 years.

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  35. What a gorgeous setting for your Christmas party. Poet was the perfect date…no drama! Glad you both packed plenty of food, water and blankets in case you got stranded on the long drive to the country club.

    Have fun tonight at your millhouse mingle.

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      1. I forgot to mention they very specifically did not give us rolls last night, which I’m sure had nothing to do with a certain poet stealing $11,000 worth of rolls last year. She even made room in her purse this year. For naught.

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  36. I covet Lottie Blanco’s sweater/sweatshirt/upperbodycovering. Also, it’s 13 ding-and-dang years of gloriousness and generosity, not ridiculousness. (Autocorrect changed that to “laboriousness and generosity,” which I guess also fits from your POV) Also too, this is the longest day-to-day relationship I’ve had except for Gumbo.

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  37. That country club is gorgeous! I work for the state so we have potluck “holiday” parties in the conference room. It’s not really the same. Love the baby photobomb. That baby is totally judging you.

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    1. Hey, I’m self-employed so my holiday party is… every night. Just me, the kid and the cats. Oh lord, my life sounds ridiculously sad. 😛 Here’s to… another 13 great years of not-blogging blogging!

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  38. I’m singing …”and 13 morrrrrrre”. Why do my quotes look backwards. There is only one option on my phone keyboard. What’s up with that? Everyone is Blessed to have June in their photo, even that baby. Glad you had fun.

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    1. In February of 2007, I searched how to save money and that is how I started this Bye bye addiction. I didn’t even know what a blog was at the time, but I am sure glad I stayed all these years. Thank you.

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    2. I think the keyboard thinks the quotes after the ellipsis go with that and not with “and” so they point that way. Had there been a space after … the quote would point the other way.
      Let’s see how wrong I am…”no space” and… “space”

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  39. Happy blogaversary. I know it’s happy for me. It loooks like your holiday party was fabulous. You and your date were lovely. Have you mentioned the Instagram account name of your neighbor? I’d love to see the house pictures.
    Lovely post, pretty June.

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  40. 13 years of us LOVING your blog, is what I call it.

    Looks like you guys had a ton of fun last night. Good for you!

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  41. Thank you for putting up with us for 13 years. I so look forward to your posts. We had that same sky in Connecticut last night – it really was beautiful and pinkish orange. Isn’t it fun to think that you and I were seeing the same sky? I love how small things like that connect us all.

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    1. Cheryl, that is a fun thought. We spent a long time in the sunroom watching that sky. We sat there from orange to pink to deep purple. Oh, it was lovely.

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