How do you manage screen time for yourself?
A computer-based job combined with a computer-based passion leads one to screen time mismanagement.
Author: Amy
I love words. And animals. Photography and fedoras. Welcome. And stay awhile.
Who Doesn’t?
Do you need time?
There’s never enough. Where did it go? I need more. Not enough left. What is it? It wasn’t hers. It wasn’t his. It will come. It wasn’t right. It stops for no man. It ran out. It’s up. It was off. it was just not right. You’ll know when it is. I got too much on my hands.
Time.
None of This Lasts
What’s something you believe everyone should know.
Enjoy people while you have them. Don’t focus on material things beyond what you need to survive and have a little cushion. Savor every second of every day because as you get older, you realize you maybe didn’t appreciate that moment at that time as much as you would, if you could do it again. No one ever wants to go back to high school, that’s why people have bad dreams about it. Learn how to love people and how to receive love. Have a pet from a young age, so that you understand what unconditional love is, and you understand how to care for something outside of yourself. If someone hurts you, you don’t get to say that they didn’t – and this goes both ways. Say you’re sorry first. Laugh every day. Say hello to people, especially the grumpy looking ones. You don’t have to forgive if you don’t want to, but try to let it go, so it doesn’t eat you up inside. It’s better for your own health than holding a grudge for life. Because this all ends.
Cats in Ancient Egypt
What historical event fascinates you the most?
Who domesticated who? Who was the Egyptian who decided cats were to be revered? Why did everyone else agree?
Not that this person was wrong, because I am a proud cat mother, but how did this happen? There are cat memes (a.k.a. hieroglyphics) all over the Egyptian tombs. And while we’re at it, how were the pyramids made? What’s the deal with the Sphinx?
In summary, Ancient Egypt fascinates me. it’s not an event so much as it’s a time period.
PS – my cat doesn’t want me asking why or how. She says to just accept it. I tell her that I have. There is no one else in my home who lives rent free, has no job, and for whom I scoop a litter box. I think the Ancient Egyptians would understand what I’m talking about.
Sweaters on Candles
What does it mean to be a kid at heart?
You know, the battery powered candles people put in the windows during the winter season? They get cold, too.
Buy tiny, Christmas tree ornament sweaters and pop them over the candles’ heads (note: not to be done with real candles!). Top their plastic flame heads with a fashionable, blue- or red-colored whipped cream cap.
Obviously, before any of this seasonal adornment, you’ll have placed the googly eyes on the candles. You’ll have set them up in pairs or trios, so that the eyes watch each other. (The candles no longer live in the windows. They live in random locations throughout the house.)
You giggle when they catch your eye, and you wake up in the morning making sure they’re in the same spot as when you went to bed. And if they should by chance have moved a millimeter, you will giggle again, knowing the candles must have attended a birthday party while you were sleeping.
Finger Knives and Whiskers
Describe a family member.
But enough about me.
Susie is a brown tabby with a big belly. She’s sassy, demanding, affectionate, and she loves yogurt. She’s got short little legs, but she’s super fast. She is fifteen and a half. She looks and acts about eight. Her favorite toys are pieces of scrap paper, despite the hundreds of cat toys collected over the years for her, her two brothers and her mother, who have all passed on. Only Susie remains. She is attentive and loving. She is my best girl and my favorite boss. I am fairly certain I am her favorite employee.
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I need to tend to Her Majesty’s litter box.
Tennis, Anyone?
What is your favorite form of physical exercise?
But I don’t play that anymore. Jogging. But I don’t jog anymore (FAI in my right hip).
So walking it is.
Spiderweb, Gerbera
Today tells a tale of two seasons.
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Zero Dollars
How much would you pay to go to the moon?
I’ll see the moon for free – up close and personal – when my soul leaves the vessel/aka skin bag. Until that day, I’ll continue to wish Mr/Ms Moon a goodnight from here – feet firmly on Team Terra.
Proprietor: Books and Fabric
What alternative career paths have you considered or are interested in?
You know, as in the little indy bookstores with nooks and crannies where you can sit and enjoy reading, or idly look out the paned windows onto a narrow lane that is a dead end. The scent of books fills the air. There are cats here and there, and they come to you for affection if they desire. There is coffee and tea, which adds a layer of olfactory pleasure on top of the scent of the books. There are desserts. On the other end of the bookstore is a fabric shop, with fabrics ranging in all colors, textures and styles. These too have a pleasant scent, like new clothes on school picture day.
In between the two shops is a neutral zone called “Bookric” – not to be confused with “Rickroll” (and no, I’m never gonna run around and dessert you [gotcha!]) – where one must leave one’s coffee, tea, desserts and rogue cats. Sticky fingers will be assessed. Cat hair shall be lint rolled – again, not to be confused with— ok, ok…
“It's Amy,” I said. 