Wednesday, June 18, 2014

"The opposite of love is not hate, it's indifference."

June loves:
  • This garlic-maple salad dressing. I cannot stop eating this stuff on EVERYTHING. I am, in fact, thisclose to drinking it straight from the jar. (Be sure to use real maple syrup if you make it, not Log Cabin or some crap.)
  • Fargo, the TV series. It finished last night here in the US and no spoilers, but I loved EVERY SINGLE MINUTE of this series (much as I LOVE LOVE LOVE the film). Rumor has it this might be a one-off, and that's all we're going to get. I respect that, because it was perfect, but if we DO get another season I will watch the HELL out of it.
  • Kate Atkinson's Jackson Brodie series of books. I'm reading the third one now and I don't know what it is about these books, you guys, but I sort of want to live inside them all the time. She is so good at making her characters fully realized non-stereotypes that you feel like you know and love ALL OF THEM, even the bad guys. I have got to get hold of the TV series on DVD because JASON ISAACS OMG YES.
  • All these hours of June daylight. The sky brightens here at around 6 a.m. and it doesn't get dark again until around 9 p.m. and I love this so much, even though it's making me wake up early during the few months that I don't HAVE to wake up early, generally speaking.
  • Summer fruit, there is so much of it now! Stone fruits and berries are my absolute favorites and I can't stop eating them. Fruits and starchy vegetables are pretty much where I get all my carbs now. I might be the only weirdo in the Northern Hemisphere who gains weight in the summer instead of in the winter.
  • Non-alcoholic micheladas. I know. How pathetic. But I love a michelada and I've been making them with non-alcoholic beer and they're pretty good, you guys! Really! All they need is a little extra hot sauce to make you almost think you are drinking something fun and worthwhile. No, really. They're not bad. I swear.

June indifferences:
  • I've given up on Halt and Catch Fire because it's boring and stupid and I just can't with that female character who is supposed to be punk. Bitch, please. Some of us were actually alive in the '80s. We remember what it was like. You wouldn't have lasted A DAY.
  • I've also given up on Wil Wheaton's new show. I really wanted to like it, but it makes me uncomfortable in a way I can't quite define. Wil Wheaton is kind of the male Felicia Day, isn't he? I feel like he's a genuinely nice/fun person but I do not enjoy him in front of the camera, and I feel bad about it. A little bit.
  • Flies. My God. There are flies ALL OVER INSIDE MY HOUSE, I guess because it's been so humid and damp as well as hot. Flies are my least-favorite thing about summer. Along with ...
  • Sunburn. I haven't been sunburned in ages but boy howdy, I sure am right now, and it's my own damn fault for putting my hair up and not wearing sunscreen on my neck while we walked around a car show on Father's Day at P's request. I'm not even going to talk about how he found this bright orange '65 Mustang that he wants to buy, because I can't drink anymore, and thinking about it makes me NEED TO.
  • Dental appointments. This probably goes without saying, but I had one this morning and that was an awful lot of scraping that happened right then. Apparently I am clenching my teeth at night and grinding my sealants right off my molars and making my gums recede and I need a night guard to prevent it and I'm just saying, this shit never happened back when I was drinking. Oy.


  1. Mister Fixit has to sleep with a mouth guard. It's sexy.

    (It's really not. Sorry)

  2. Garlic maple sounds really intriguing ... Must decide if it's worth spending Euro 12 to buy a 6 oz bottle here.

  3. I can't stand to watch Felicia Day or Wil Wheaton in anything either! Blergh.