Zen was very brave during the worst of the storm today, valiantly demanding food and attention in between naps. Wait, that’s every day for Zen.
Writing from: my study in Portland, Oregon. Listening to: the ending credits of “Mascots”, which was vaguely amusing but not as funny as I wanted it to be.
I’ll be hiding inside for a few days while I recuperate from the cold that finally won. Zen is helping by performing quality assurance testing on the radiator.
If you haven’t read Naomi Kritzer’s wonderful story, “Cat Pictures Please” already, I highly recommend it.
Writing from: my sickly study in Portland, Oregon. Listening to: “Body Gold” by Oh Wonder.
Today I made vegetarian mole chili, cornbread, and raw chocolate chip cookie dough bites. Tonight I am full!
In the wee hours of the morning, Zen heaved herself up the stairs not once but twice because FunkyPlaid and I were too asleep to pay attention to her. Goodness knows how long it took her to climb the stairs, but she did it. After accomplishing that feat, Zen shoved the bedroom door open and yowled at the top of her lungs.
That was a fun way to wake up.
Writing from: my study in Portland, Oregon. Listening to: Maria Bamford’s “Ask Me About My New God!”
It’s autumn, all right. Everyone in this house is feeling sick and/or chilly, and Zen has claimed her spot next to the portable radiator. Time for more sleep.
Writing from: my study in Portland, Oregon. Listening to: the ending credits of “Zootopia”. Cute film.
Zen is teaching me how to relish my three-day weekend. She is really good at recharging.
Writing from: my study in Portland. Listening to: “When You Wish Upon a Star” by Cliff Edwards & Disney Studios Chorus.