The hole in your soul is shaped like a Ho-Ho

Because of the holiday weekend, I forgot that Sunday was Sunday and therefore I did not exfoliate using my microdermabrasion, but before you panic, I did remember today. I should probably not scare you like that. It's from Mary Kay. I got gift certificates, two of them, awhile back. Long story. I certainly do love … Continue reading The hole in your soul is shaped like a Ho-Ho

Throw this lifeless lifeline to the wind. Or, June does flowerspeak.

I went out for a giant Americano with Dick Whitman yesterday, at 5:00 p.m. Guess what was a stupid idea. There I was at midnight, like Bono. "I'm wide awake! WIDE AWAKE! WIIIIDE AWAAAAKKE! I'm not sleeping." Did he really need to throw in that last line? I think we got it when you screeched … Continue reading Throw this lifeless lifeline to the wind. Or, June does flowerspeak.

Did I mention I hate my computer?

Blogging from work would be wrong. And that is why I am not doing it right now. Computer COMPLETELY dead at home. Dead. Dead dead dead. Stick a fork in it. The fat lady has sung. Unfortunately, that fat lady is me. I blame work. If someone is gonna BRING chocolate-chip cookies stuffed with Oreos, … Continue reading Did I mention I hate my computer?

One of those annoying posts where many topics are discussed

1. Last night I was chatting with The Fireman, and I said, "I have to go. I have to pull weeds before it gets dark" and he said, "Again? You seem to...do that a lot." I have only known the fireman a short time, and already he has noted my yard obsession. But DUDE, you … Continue reading One of those annoying posts where many topics are discussed

Barf, poop, spiders, embroidered sweatshirts, 11 herbs and spices

I woke up this morning to the sound of Edsel hurling. I do not know if he 's hung over or what his story is, although he has relatively new puppy food--I got it Monday before I went crashing into everyone at PetSmart, there, with my auto. So I got out of bed and dragged … Continue reading Barf, poop, spiders, embroidered sweatshirts, 11 herbs and spices

Spring. A lovely time to deal with your fibroids.

Spring in the South is lovely. My feeling is for every time you have to see a Confederate flag, you also get to see this: That's one of the trees in my front yard. Isn't it pretty? And pink? Also, my next-door neighbor, Peg, has a white dogwood mixed together with a pink dogwood and … Continue reading Spring. A lovely time to deal with your fibroids.

In which you all come charging at me with torches if I mention the “h” word again

FIN! Ima keep it just like that, with nothing on it or in it. I worked so hard on the thing; I'd hate to ruin it with stuff marring it. Okay, here it is with stuff. Marvin has packed a lot of his doo-dads, and it turns out a lot of them resided on this … Continue reading In which you all come charging at me with torches if I mention the “h” word again

It’s here! Wake the kids! The day June talks about her bulbs!

I worked until 11:00 last night. And what I am today? Attractive. Also? Perky. Plus? Attractive.Also incidentally, could it be raining any harder? I know some people say the rain helps them sleep, but I just splayed there in the bed, pinned by animals, so I wasn't all that splayed really, wondering when it was … Continue reading It’s here! Wake the kids! The day June talks about her bulbs!