Sunday, January 28, 2018

THE UNINVITED GUEST

I've been so busy that I started writing this post three weeks ago--I think--and I'm finally getting back to it.

Gentle Readers . . . and Maxwell,

Before The Great Freeze of 2018 began (we've gotten down to 29 degrees a few times lately and the natives can't handle it when it's 60 so try to imagine how upset they've been), a lovely blogger named Jenny at Procrastinating Donkey posted some funny photos, including this one:


Just so you know, I asked Jenny if she minded me repeating this photo;
she said, Go right ahead, rip-off bitch. You don't think she meant
that in a sarcastic way, do you?
You know I'm kidding, right? Jenny is great. You should follow her.


I commented: The dog who was hoping for a puppy looks very much like Penelope, who would probably have a heart attack if a cat showed up in our house.
Well, a few hours later I was in my closet organizing my shoes . . .

What? You think it's weird to organize my shoes? It makes the shoes happy and happy shoes feel good on my tootsies.

I heard a strange noise coming from another room and walked to the hall to discover Franklin tussling with something in the hall bathroom, also known as Willy Dunne Wooters' bathroom because the master bath is much nicer so it's mine all mine because the kindergarten teacher can no longer give me a minus in plays well with others, though I suspect Willy Dunne Wooters thinks I play just fine.

Anydog, I thought a rat had tunneled into the house through a wall because he didn't know about the fall of the Berlin Wall and Franklin was trying to educate him. I couldn't see the creature, but he was making some noise. I told Franklin to stop and moved in for a closer look.

It wasn't a rat! It was a cat! A cat on the bathroom mat!

I think she was a lady cat because she wore a pink collar with little jingle bells. With Franklin out of the way, she tore down the hall to my office.


No, Franklin didn't hurt the cat. It was such a nice day that I had the backdoor open. She wandered in.

I sent Franklin outside because I hoped to persuade Queen Kitty to leave. She was white and appeared to be a fairly nice--albeit frightened and upset--cat.

Penelope followed me into the office and showed me Kitty's hiding placer behind the shelves that serve as a resting place for my office supplies. Penelope was not in freak out or heart attack mode. She displayed nothing but cautious curiosity toward Kitty.

But Kitty wasn't having it. She managed to get underneath the shelves.

So Penelope joined Franklin outside. I moved the shelves out and spoke to Kitty for a bit. Then I touched her. She didn't recoil. I started petting her. All was well. I picked her up and headed to the front door. As we approached, she dug her claws into my shirt and then into my skin. She wiggled and fought. As soon as I opened the door, she sprang from my arms, leaving me with a few claw marks.


So that's the story of our uninvited guest. Florida has warmed up again. It's 75 degrees and the backdoor is open. Franklin lounges on the deck. As long as he stays there, I don't think any cats will try to see if our palace is a great place for a cat to live.

I'll try to come around to visit as many of you as possible, but if comments are still taking an eternity to post, I won't be able to leave many.


Infinities of love,

Janie Junebug

Thursday, January 18, 2018

YOU DID IT!

Gentle Readers . . . and Maxwell,

Today, thanks to you, I passed the background check for my new job so I'm not getting fired––at least for a while.

I'm grateful to all of you who sent emails and expressed concern and interest.

Franklin and Penelope thank you, too. They miss me while I'm working, but they're glad I can pay for food and toys. Penelope has also expressed a wish for another jacket so she doesn't have to wear the same old thing every day.

It's very cold here, at least for us. We're getting down to 28 degrees at night. And to think at times I lived in places where the wind chill was 28 below and we had three feet of snow.


Infinities of love,

Janie Junebug

my uniform for work

Tuesday, January 16, 2018

YOU MIGHT BE ABLE TO HELP ME KEEP MY JOB

Gentle Readers . . . and Maxwell,

My new employer wants to know about pro bono (free) work that I've done so I can pass my background check and keep my job.

If I have done some kind of work for you without charge, please email me at dumpedfirstwife@gmail.com if you are willing to write a brief email to my employer to say what kind of work I did for you and that I did not charge you.

Examples of work that I might have done for you without charge:

  • EDITING
  • REVIEWING/PROMOTING YOUR BOOK
  • PROMOTING YOUR BUSINESS
  • WRITING AN ARTICLE OR GUEST POST
  • WRITING A BLURB ABOUT YOUR BOOK THAT YOU USED IN A NEW YORK TIMES ADVERTISEMENT, ROBYN ALANA ENGEL
  • ANY OTHER WORK YOU CAN THINK OF AND YES I ENDED THAT WITH A PREPOSITION AND I AM NOT ASHAMED 
Please email me ASAP and when I'm not at work or making the long, treacherous commute, I'll let you know what I need you to do . I hope that writing and sending the email to my employer won't take more than 10 or 15 minutes of your time. I will also send personal emails to some of you because I know I've saved your shit been kind enough to help you out, so check your inbox before you email me at


You complete me.


Infinities of love,

Janie Junebug





Saturday, January 13, 2018

EXCUSE ME . . . I'M SORRY I'VE BEEN AWAY

Dear Hearts and Gentle People,

I'm sorry I haven't been around to see you. Know that I care about you and miss you all very much.

I spent the past week training for my new job. Fortunately, it's paid training. Unfortunately, it might be a temporary job.

I don't know when I'll be able to blog again or visit you, but I'm thinking about you.


Infinities of love,

Janie Junebug