I can't do a poll from my phone, so just say in the comments. Also, enjoy my natural poses, won't you? Blue shirt with blue pants (or I could wear with jeans). Polka-dot dress (with sexier shoes).

[Photos from my road trip with Edsel. I'm not typing much because I'm on my ding-dang phone in my mother's basement like every 50-year-old man I meet on Tinder.] Does that say, "Virginia is for losers"? Rude. Pee break. Dis exawsteeng. Pam's house. I mean, she doesn't live on a patio. "Ope!" We went to … Continue reading Mime Monday

When I went to the beach a few months ago, I bought a sunscreen lip balm. The fact that I did this, along with buying SPF 942 sunscreen for the rest of me, is an indication of my newfound maturity. From birth to age 45, I applied zero sunscreen, thinking it was for pussies, and … Continue reading Sunbathing June

Yesterday was one of those harrowing days where it's extra busy. Two copy editors called in sick, and I'd already had a full day of my own work to do, so what I did was hide in the basement. I work in an old mill, so the building is I think at least 100 years … Continue reading June goes outdoors, gets brutally attacked, returns to being avid indoorswoman

I titled this so that men would rush over looking for p-0-r-n. I mean, till they got to the 2C part and then they were all, ? Four or five years ago, The Other Copy Editor, fmr., said two life-changing things to me: "Have you read The Curly Girl Handbook?" and "Do you think you … Continue reading June does the curly girl (on her 2C, low-porosity hair)

Going to my trainer in the morning is messing with my blogging, and one has to decide what's more important: my physical health or the 15 people who wait to read me. I think the answer is clear. That trainer is fired! No. Really what I need to do is blog the night before on … Continue reading Tangent

Do I even want to know why the cat bed has been murdered and dragged to the den while Edsel and I were sleeping? The pad for said bed is over by the back door. The cats went on some kind of bender last night. Anyway, hello. I didn't write you yesterday because I slept … Continue reading June’s blog. Now with animal pics!

IT'S OUR SONG DAY! Let's say you just got here, which you haven't. Several years ago, my boss, fmr., who still works at my work and who I just photographed last week... used to get into not-work-related discussions with me that went on way too long, and one of them was about the song Ode … Continue reading It was the 3rd of June another sleepy dusty Delta day, volume 47

I guess after writing about my brush with appendicitis last time, it's kind of dramatic that I didn't write yesterday. Like, maybe it CAME BACK! It did not. Here was why I did not write you: The alarm went off at 5:45 and I got up, pulled on some flattering things, and headed to my … Continue reading In the blog post stands a boxer

Yesterday afternoon I worked from home for myriad reasons, among them that I had intense thinking to do and I find that hard to do in my all-open, all the time, PBS-fundraiser-call-center open floor plan that's open open open. So I drove the six minutes and sat in my quiet den. I like having a … Continue reading June gets appendicitis, dies, rallies.

My back hurts so much I might have to take aspirin. Those, "I don't take pills" people annoy me. You're not a hero. You're someone not taking something that will make you feel better. The reason I'm mentioning taking aspirin is I pop approximately 492 migraine pills a month but never Advil or what have … Continue reading June, the bluebird of delight

My father has one sister: my Aunt Mary. My Aunt Mary is 15 or 16 years older than me; I can never remember exactly. So when I was a little kid, she was a teenager. Despite this, she was always nice to me, no matter what. As I got older, she used to take me … Continue reading The story of my family and my childhood zoo

^^^ This is happening right now on my desktop computer. I think it's updating. I know I've mentioned this before, but why must everything need updating every five minutes? So I'll update you (see what I did there?) on the thrills of my life by speaking into the phone, from the comfort of my leather … Continue reading June types you from a chair. June is fascinating.

I get the feeling that John Wayne Bobbitt was an unpleasant person. I say this because I have just spent a few nights watching a documentary on the Bobbitts, called Lorena. I of course remember the Bobbitt situation, because, as someone in the movie pointed out, 200 million women alive today have had their genitals … Continue reading An unfiltered woman trying to heal, while rejecting anyone who tries to help her

I can't help about the shape I'm in, I look tired I ain't pretty and m'lips are thin All I can remember about this weekend is running about and sweating. It was 90 all weekend. I even turned the AC on after I got faint at the grocer's. I say "grocer's" now like it's 1962. … Continue reading “Tell us about your weekend, June” — No one

Yes, I'd like a cup with Ss coming out of it? Dear Paula H&B:Every time this cup is clean, I use it first. It's definitely my favorite coffee cup RN. There is nothing wrong with having a favorite coffee cup and it does not at all mean my life is sad. I was at a … Continue reading We are happy to serve you

I don't mean to overstimulate you this early in the post, but I've just tried new shampoo and conditioner. I'm in a few June-hair support groups on Facebook, and women are forever showing up there with flawless curls listing all the things they used in it while I read from under my head of Phil … Continue reading The Ann-Margret of Greensboro

[BEFORE I BEGIN: YOU DO NOT HAVE TO ENTER AN EMAIL ADDRESS TO LEAVE A COMMENT.] I've heard the months for nearly perfect weather here are May and October. I have found that to be true. May is to North Carolina what July is to Michigan--the days are warm and breezy and lovely most of … Continue reading My gift is my blog and this one’s for you. Here’s the return receipt.