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[susandennis]

I just went into the bathroom to pee only to discover that my toilet seat was sprinkled with cat litter. WTF??? The toilet seat is a bidet seat and is heated and so I get that some cats might find it pleasing to sit on and I have caught Zoey there and I'm ok with that BUT forcrapsake, clean up after yourself, bitch!

I'm really kind of depressed to report that after 5 days of walking, today did not feel like nearly the chore that the previous four days have. I walked around the block and then walked some more. My hips did not hurt like yesterday. My back did not hurt like all the other days. I still think it's boring and stupid but I guess at least I can be grateful that it's not boring, stupid and hurtful. I had kind of intended to use sore hips and back as excuses to stop if it got bad. oh well.

The UW researchers were here and fun as always. They left me objects. I'm to imaginate (my word, not theirs - they are whip smart) each as a sensor and do a product video of some kind. I already have ideas for each and after I do those, I might do more. I actually have two ideas for one already. The objects are specifically for me which is fun. One is crocheted. One is made from soft fabric pieces. One is very brightly colored transparent plastic pieces that snap together. And then one is a teeny tiny version of those plastic pieces! Once I do the currently planned videos. I must think of something to do with one or more of my teeny tiny rooms and these pieces.

Holy fuck! I just saw in the New York Times twitter feed, that Lawrence Ferlinghetti is still alive! Wow! Soon to be 100 years old. If you had asked me five minutes ago, I would have guessed he died at 100 years old, 25 years ago! Wow. Ha! Even the Times article says 'he looked old when he was young' - ok so I'm not alone in my thinking there. (For anyone scratching their head, he is a poet, painter, social activist who, a biscillion years ago, opened up San Francisco's City Light bookshop.

I just looked on my calendar to see what I was missing and I see that Wednesday is the anniversary of the day I brought Zoey home here to live. The vet said she was about 4 at the time. And that was 2013.

Now she designs her own menus and makes me do the shopping and demands that I clean out her litter box and now my toilet seat but, hey, she's a fine kitty. I'd get a better photo but she's in the middle of one of her million naps in the bed she keeps here by my chair.



I'm guessing she'll be wanting me to clean all the cat hair out of that bed, soon.

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[alefy]

Lol, cats :). She’s a cutie.
I have one of similar age, 10. His name is Sher, but honestly Mischief-maker would have suited better.

[roasted-beets.livejournal.com]

Walking cured my bad back in two weeks when I was 100 pounds overweight. If I had stopped walking then, I'd have never known it was possible to lose weight just by walking.

[ani-mama.livejournal.com]

Happy cattiversary to Zoey! I can't wait to go walking outside again. Right now everything is ice and mud.

[eventidereverie.livejournal.com]

Zoey is a cutie!

[msconduct.livejournal.com]

Sorry to heap coals on the fire, but my mother is 80 and since her COPD diagnosis 15 years ago has walked pretty much every day. Her COPD has deteriorated only slightly in that time and she's very active (last year she visited Iran and also did a safari trip through Southern Africa). She moans about having to do the walks, but she reluctantly admits that she feels it if she doesn't do them. And given how sucky COPD is, that's big.

Monday

[susandennis]

ok, now that's what we call dirty pool. My COPD isn't terrible - I often wonder if it's not even COPD but some kind of sometimes asthma. But maybe my swimming is equal to your Mom's walking... Swimming I love. walking I hate but your Mom's example isn't helping my case.

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[msconduct.livejournal.com]

Yeah, sorry about that, I'm not normally in the business of wagging my finger at people healthwise, because that's their business, y'know? But there are some things I can't not say:). The thing that helped Mum was where possible including something fun in the middle, like going for a coffee somewhere, or giving it a point like walking to pick up something she needs to buy, and she also listens to audiobooks while she walks to make it less dreary. Sadly, nothing makes it actually fun, but the results are unignorable. I has always assumed your swimming was doing the same job, until you walked and found you were puffing. Tiptoeing quietly away now...

Monday

[susandennis]

:)

something about LJ or chrome has changed and it keeps posting my comments before i finish them! premature posting!

[river57.livejournal.com]

Memories - in 1963 when I was 16, on my first trip to NYC without adult supervision, my first stop was a bookstore in Greenwich Village to buy "A Coney Island of the Mind."

Monday

[susandennis]

what a fabulous memory - and so iconic!

[kinderheldin.livejournal.com]

The stuff about Ferlinghetti's birthday is the kind of thing I'm keyed into -- there's a big celebration in store at City Lights (but he won't be there):
http://www.citylights.com/ferlinghetti/

Imagine living to be 100! Would you want to? I used to think no, but as long as I'm not in pain, I can keep going. :)

Zooey's personality comes through in this picture ... cute little grey whiskers. She knows how to make herself comfortable. :)

Monday

[susandennis]

I absolutely have zero interest in living to 100 or even 80 but, hey, I would have bet against 70 a couple of years ago so I'm kind of what.evs at this point.

[galebird.livejournal.com]

Happy gotcha-day, Zoey! I inherited a then almost 9 year old cat a year ago. He's a big chocolate brown boy who is bizarrely fussy about his wet food but I think he'd eat gravel if given ample opportunity. Cats are such strange, amusing creatures. Also he loves to sit on the toilet too but there's no butt warmer on ours, he just wishes to drink the water inside.

I believe we got a feline shaped puppy now that I write this all out.

Older than dirt ...

[(Anonymous)]

I'm 85, chronologically, getting close to 86. Mentally, I think I'm 70-ish. I know people of 90 who are enjoying their lives. I hope to be like them when I reach my 90s. 100 years might be too many. I'll keep you posted.

[rsc.livejournal.com]

I'm to imaginate (my word, not theirs - they are whip smart)

Are they so smart that they've figured out something for "imaginate" to do that "imagine" doesn't do already?

Monday

[susandennis]

I imagine it's another case ala utilize.

[fauxklore]

Ferlinghetti nghetti is on my ghoul pool list. Not that I want him to die....

[fauxklore]

My phone does funny things to long names, but you know who I meant.

Monday

[susandennis]

I actually did wonder, once I dealt with He's Not Dead Yet, where he fell on your ghoul pool list.