June goes outdoors, gets brutally attacked, returns to being avid indoorswoman

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

June does the curly girl (on her 2C, low-porosity hair)

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)

It was the 3rd of June another sleepy dusty Delta day, volume 47

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

June gets appendicitis, dies, rallies.

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.

June types you from a chair. June is fascinating.

^^^ 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.

An unfiltered woman trying to heal, while rejecting anyone who tries to help her

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

“Tell us about your weekend, June” — No one

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

My gift is my blog and this one’s for you. Here’s the return receipt.

[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.