Fool Resistant

(Paar paar= the noise that happy cats make.)
Totally disjointed list of stuff:

Last week I did very well and got three bags of trash down the stairs and into the big can before the trash truck came. This week, not so well at that. But it's okay. Progress is progress.

So far, I am 10 months into the year's experiment of wearing one pair of shoes (plus one for running in). Not searching for shoes or feeling like I ought to be doing something to rotate shoes has made me unreasonably contented. I do think I would like a third pair-- regular shoes, running shoes, and flip-flops. (Preferably, actually, the kind that don't have a toe wedgie bit, so I can wear socks in the winter. I AM TERRIBLE at fashion. I love Birks and hand-knitted socks. Plus, in the rain, just strip them off inside and let dry, instead of squodging around in wet shoes all day.)

There is an Ingress anomaly here in town in a month! Uh, for those who don't Ingress-- it's a social game that requires GPS and a smartphone and a data plan. It's like capture the flag, and connect the dots, and it takes about an hour to learn to do really well and is very neat for late-night socialing and meeting new people and finding new places and seeing fun stuff. An anomaly is a big event with about 500 people running around downtown playing as teams instead of solo, and actually can change the storyline of the game. We went to one in Tulsa and had a fantastic time, and amazingly there is another one coming here to my town in November!

I have got to get in better shape. The 4 hours of walking in Tulsa was completely exhausting. I have a month to get it more together; I think I can start by going for a run today.

Other plans today:
Go to the yarn store and buy a spare shuttle for my loom. Show off my fancy-ass scarf I wove.
Bake some bread.
Make chicken sausage pasta, or chicken sausage rice. Not sure which I want.
Do laundry.

Also, we had some friends over yesterday including a 4 year old (human). Grim likes people, and he's mostly convinced that children are people, but sometimes they get noisy and he retreats a bit. He did really well yesterday, but ran out of cope and had to lie down on the couch for a half hour. (Uh... Grim is a cat, in case that is not completely clear.) We're having more people over Thursday and I look forward to seeing what he thinks of them.

I still miss my Geeg and get that lump in the throat and have to blink a while, but it's been several days since a full-out sobbing fit. I'm pretty okay with that.

( final news for kitten )

Hug 'em if you got 'em, folks.

We appear to have acquired 3 feral kittens in our garage.

They are, by my guess, 4-6 weeks old (still fuzzy and pointy-tailed, but scampering).

Raven and I will be discussing whether we try to get Pets for People or some other agency to socialize them, or socialize them ourselves, or what. No, we can't keep three more indoor cats.

Pics later, I'm sure.

He is nomming the plants in the bathroom.

It wouldn't be so funny, but he's biting down so hard that I can hear his teeth clicking together from here.

Proof:

( make wit da cute )

Also, for bonus credit, identify these flowers? ETA: Thanks strph, these are in fact henbit.

( flowers! )