Bye Bye, Pie!

Don't you wish your girlfriend was hot like me. You know, it really should be "were," and why does every song have to torture me with the grammar?

Does anyone have any idea what it means when your air conditioning isn't really working? It wasn't working that well LAST summer, and I'm in here sweltering and doing my Meat Loaf in concert impression. Let me guess. It's gonna... Read more →

DIVA

Tallulah went to the vet yesterday, where she managed to bark at everyone in the waiting area so how sick can she really be, and it turns out old Bob Barker has dermatitis, which she got from seasonal allergies, which... Read more →

Limpadoo goes to the vet. Again.

It's Thursday night as I write this, and as long as something large doesn't come crashing through my roof, rendering me smushed and dead and unable to finish this post, I will have gotten everything done tonight that I wanted.... Read more →

June is now dating a much older man

Am running late due to Ned-ing yesterday. Here he is using my nice reading glasses, opening his gifts. I got him a radio that he asked for, and ...other things. I got him some stuff that is part of a... Read more →

In which June has to find someone named Fernando

Tallulah is limping and licking her foot, and I DO NOT HAVE TIME for this today. So far I've looked at it and as usual saw nothing and why do I bother, and also I've kissed her head and called... Read more →

June gets spotted

Tomorrow is Ned's birthday, and it's all very exciting over here, with the baking and cooking and so on. Bah! Last year, I tried to make Ned a pie, and disaster struck. This year, we're going out to eat and... Read more →

mL

Lately my coffee tastes weird. Clearly I have a brain tumor. Alternatively, maybe I'm making it too strong. It seems like the first cup is good, but after that it really isn't. Too bitter or something. So this morning I... Read more →

Paula, TinyTown, and Ned enjoys food. It's your one-stop blog, really.

Yesterday my friend Paula came to North Carolina. Paula and I worked together in Seattle. Not long after, we became housemates, and seeing as we were swinging singles in our 20s, we went out together a lot and drank and... Read more →

Charlotte

Here's Ned in the middle of a story, last night. Let me guess: This came out sideways once I posted. We're headed to Charlotte now because my old roommate Paula is there, following the band Heart around. Yes, she follows... Read more →

Twitter

I will tell you this story, but at least one person is going to write in and say, "You're a terrible person, Joooon." "You aren't fit for this planet, Jooooooooon!" Whenever y'all nag me, my name turns into Jooooon. Yesterday... Read more →

Even if you're schlepping around in your fallen-and-you-can't-get-up necklace

Embrace life anyway. You gotta hear the very, very last thing she says. Love her. Read more →

Cuff and Link

After perusing your comments from the what-bad-food-do-you-like post, I was relieved to see that so many of you like to eat horrific things. I'd hate to be alone in my poor diet. Yesterday I left here early, which you can... Read more →

White Bread

I have to dash out the door to get my car fixed, because I broke both my side mirrors. Yes, I did. I ran into the driver's side mirror with the garbage can when I was dragging said can to... Read more →

I have a new article up!

On Purple Clover. Yay! Read more →

June Takes Wayback Machine, Writes to Self. (Because god forbid she do anything important with wayback machine, like, oh, 9/11 or what have you.)

If somehow we were able to travel around in time--and don't really smart science-y people claim we really can? If so, will someone go back to 1983 and find my dang senior yearbook? Where'd I LEAVE it? Oh, and on... Read more →

Dear Dad,

I thought I'd rerun this post, since it's Father's Day and all. Happy Father's Day, y'all! It being Father's Day, I would like to apologize for the following transgressions over the past 43.11 years: I am sorry for the time... Read more →

Bite 'em Drink 'em Chew 'em

I am home only briefly, as Ned and I are going to lie by his pool, because we're not aged enough, then go to dinner. Last night I MADE dinner, and I guess I should have warned you before I... Read more →

June Gardens' Day Off

Guess who has a day off. Dayyyyyy off! Dayyyyy-yyy-yyy off. Daylight come and me want to go blog. There was a store in Seattle called the Bon Marché. I imagine it's still there; they tried to compete with Nordstrom, which,... Read more →

June thinks about old boyfriends in the middle of the night

Last night, right when work was coming to a close, I felt a migraine coming on, and THANKS, HEAD. (HEAD! MOVE! That's only funny if you enjoyed the movie So I Married An Axe Murderer, as I did. So bad,... Read more →

Stupid conversations with my friends

Emails with Hulk: Hulk: You are the best chick I know, that I never banged. June: Well. THANKS, Hulk. Hulk: Hey--that’s no small club. There are literally THOUSANDS of chicks that I never banged… Phone call with Ned: Ned: How... Read more →

Giving off sparks

"I regret to inform you that I heard Total Eclipse of the Heart on the drive in, and every email I send you today will contain the lyrics to that song, Bright Eyes," I told Ned, who is only with... Read more →

You've brought me fame and fortune and everything that goes with it. I thank you all.

It's the day I can finally tell you my big news. I'm going to write a beauty book. Step one: Always remove eye makeup before bed. Okay, no. But if I ever go missing or you're needing a shot for... Read more →

I won't be IGNORED, Edsel

Usually what happens on Sunday is Ned and I go to an early movie, and by "early" I mean at, say, 1:00 or 2:00, because who has the wherewithal to get to a movie before noon? Who ARE you people?... Read more →

Blup

Yesterday, after work, about 50 people from my office went out for cocktails, and who am I to buck that trend? So we all piled in to this huge bar while it stormed outside, and one wonders if it could... Read more →

Picture book. Pictures of your readers, and your real friend Sleeping, a long time ago.

I am on hold with the IRS. It is Wednesday evening and I have been on the phone with them for 40 minutes. Usually I blog in the morning, but as I am hostage, what the heck. I was just... Read more →

What kind of middle name is "Delano" anyway?

Last night, Ned and I went to the old movie theater we like and saw Guns of Navarone. Guess whose idea that was? And if Ned might have said to me, "I sat through Gone with the Wind. Shut up."... Read more →

The one where June says "toile toile."

Photo (c) Ned's uncle, who by the way is just a lovely person. And his wife and I might as well just merge, because we have the same taste in everything. Look at the bird picture behind me! Isn't it... Read more →

A title here might be nice

I had a run-aroundy kind of a weekend, and now you have to sit here and read about it. Congratulations! On Friday afternoon, I got the dogs from daycare, and apparently it really bonded them, that experience. When I got... Read more →

Not that I'm writing an Agatha Christie novel or anything...

But I feel like maybe the mulberries have arrived in my yard. We're on our way to Durham, so talk to you tomorrow. I LOVED everyone's delurkness yesterday! Yay! Delurkers! June and her blue dog, out. Read more →