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The New York Times ran an article about "The Glamorous Grandmas of Instagram". I've set a new goal to be that glamorous. I'd need to lose weight though. It's not one of my top goals right now though. I'm concentrating on my finances. I installed Instagram on my phone to follow the "Glamorous Grandmas" for inspiration, but I'm getting a network error logging in.

It was a three-ring cat circus this morning. Harlee was meowing (so what else is new?) Mimi was snapping the rubber band on the dry food. (I rescued it.) Zara was in position to get her wet food, but I wasn't ready to feed her yet.

Zara has been training me where she wants to be fed. She used to want to be fed in the living room. Now she wants to be fed in a corner of the kitchen. It always amazes me how creatures without a common vocabulary can make their preferences known.

I got something in the mail for "2018 Death Benefit and Free Wal-Mart Gift Card". Lovely. That reminds me, one of my coworkers said that Facebook was making him feel old because it's been 15 years since <some movie that I've never heard of>. I said, "Facebook thinks you're old--I get ads for life insurance!" He laughed.

I lay down after breakfast to take a nap. I was rubbing Mimi's belly for a while, but then decided that she was getting overstimulated, and I rolled over to take a nap. Well, Mimi was having none of that. First, she walked on me. Then, she lay down on my hands and was licking my hands and face. I closed my eyes to pretend that I was asleep. Then she patted my face. I finally pulled my hands out from under her, and she got offended and stalked off to the other side of the bed.