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  • a happy, ordinary, middle-aged, suburban woman who paints odd pictures, gardens in a straw hat, lives with the love of her life, is owned by one cat and the ghosts of several others, and walks a little funny 'cause she has a fake leg. She started this website because there's more to life than what we lose, and we need to let each other know what's possible, even if it's only a happy, ordinary life.

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awwwww. meow mew purrrrrrr....

that's totally adorable.


that's not filler, that's love!


Well, as I happen to LOVE that particular eyeball - and of course your cat, it is a very satisfying picture - I am trying to blow it up so I can get an idea of your reading material in the background. As they taught us as bible school - waste no opportunity to act creepy.

Sugared Harpy

Love this "filler"!

You are, as always, adorable. Much love to the glasses.


Thank you, ladies!

Elizabeth, those books are my true love's and include guides to China (which he visited a couple of years ago because he wanted to but also because that's where his tai chi teacher lives), a book on Japanese architecture which we drooled over together in some bookshop back when he was learning woodworking, and a pretty, pretty book on feng shui. That shelf also has a Ripley in a box, a talking Gollum in a box, and I believe his special edition Armitage lunch box. I can't remember if the tai chi sword and the Japanese scroll are on that shelf, too.

Sugared Harpy, in light of recent conversations, please note the prominence of the laugh lines behind those Persols. Were it not for all that un-botoxed crinkly goodness around my red and puffy eyes, you would not be able to tell I was in fact giggling while photographing the snuggling of Mr. Kitty. Thus my conclusion remains: blackheads = bad, but wrinkles, especially laugh lines = good!


Aw, you must be so happy to have your kitty back.


Really, really happy, Leslee. And I think he's happy, too. He looks pretty happy, doesn't he?

He's not completely well yet, and won't be for awhile, if ever, but his discomfort has been tremendously reduced, which naturally increases his capacity for coziness. And cats are supposed to be cozy.

I get goofy-happy every time Sam acts like he feels cozy.

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