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Bean Snuggies…

Now, I’ve had quite a response to my recent post on my L.L. Bean slippers. (By “quite a response” I mean 3 notes and a long distance phone call from Kentucky – which for me is a record breaker.)

Anyway, more needs to be said. Wearing a pair of L.L. Bean slippers for 20 or so years and unashamedly wearing them “in public” is no disgrace. A badge of honor, I should think. Granted, they come to smell a bit and there are marks of distinguished aging, such as scuffs from rocks, stains from spilled liquids of different sorts and even a few neat little holes that developed when certain enthusiastic puppies were cutting their teeth across the years. Good memories!

These are things that can be easily dealt with if one’s spouse becomes unduly critical. A trip through the washer and dryer leaves them compromised, but now with marks of the aging process, proudly shared with all who would see. A few small strips of duct tape don’t do much for their appearance, but do cover up some of the rips, so offensive to some. I’ve noticed that during a rainstorm they keep your feet snug and dry. Mr Bean would be pleased.

At any rate, I want to assure those who do not understand the Bean mystique that they need to look closer at these noble objects that bring back so many wonderful memories. And to Sue Ann in Kentucky, I must say that Santa will NOT bring me 20 pairs of new slippers this Christmas. I don’t have that many readers…


Slippers, by L.L. Bean…

I enjoy Bean’s slippers as they grow old along with me. Jo Ann has never approved of my wearing them in public, but I take wicked pride in ownership and the Wabi Sabi qualities of great objects grown old.

It's all about the glories of aging gracefully...

On Toilet Training Your Cat…

I’ve wondered about this for a long time. About 50 years ago we had a cat named Georgia who toilet trained herself – in our toilet, of course. We havent had a cat in decades, partially because none of them could possibly be as smart as Georgia. Now we have a new generation of possibilities.

Here is all the info you might need.


This Is What You Shall Do…

“This is what you shall do”

by Walt Whitman

This is what you shall do.

Love the earth and sun and the animals,

despise riches,

give alms to every one that asks,

stand up for the stupid and crazy,

devote your income and labor to others,

hate tyrants,

argue not concerning God,

have patience and indulgence toward the people,

take off your hat to nothing known or unknown

or to any man or number of men,

go freely with powerful uneducated persons

and with the young and with the mothers of families,

read these leaves in the open air every season of every year of your life,

re-examine all you have been told at school or church or in any book,

dismiss whatever insults your own soul,

and your very flesh shall be a great poem

and have the richest fluency not only in its words

but in the silent lines of its lips and face

and between the lashes of your eyes and in every motion and joint of your body.”

“This is what you shall do…” by Walt Whitman, from the preface of Leaves of Grass. Public domain. (And thanks to Garrison Keillor for calling Whitman to my attention.)

My Credo as a Confirmed Introvert…

Just because I’m quiet doesn’t mean I have nothing to say.
Staying home is doing something.
Managing my energy is a favor to myself and everyone around me.
I like who I like and that’s my right.
There’s nothing wrong with saying “no.”
I can love other people and still not be responsible for their good time. (Variation on a theme.)
Listening to bores is not my job.
Parties are supposed to be fun. When I stop having fun, it’s OK to leave.
My presence is a gift, not a requirement.
I know what I need better than anyone else.
Putting on my dog-and-pony show is optional. (This is a biggie for me. And what a relief!)

Wish I could take credit for this, but it came from Psychology Today

They have a fine blog that you might enjoy subscribing to if you share my dedicated weirdness. .

Twitter and FaceBook. What are they creating?

An editorial in this morning’s NYTimes raises the question: are Twitter and FaceBook creating a generation of air-heads – or does it just seem that way?

Please discuss…