Just me and the dogs

Welcome to the very first entry of my new blog! Come on in and warm up your toes. I just finished taking the last two boxes of Christmas decorations out to the storage shed. Baby it's COLD outside! The thermometer reads minus 22 but I'm a bit suspicious. I think a moose must have wandered by and licked the outside sensor because it feels closer to minus 30 or beyond.
Just a sec . . . the dog wants in and who can blame her? brb.

There. Sorry about that. Crayola is 15 years old and starting to go a bit senile. She scratches on the door to come in and then stands in the mud room looking puzzled like she doesn't know how she got there exactly and then she starts whining to go back out again. Because she is 15 I try not to get annoyed. She's something like 105 in human years and I hope that if I ever get that old someone will be patient enough to open and close doors for me without getting mad.

The holidays ended yesterday and now it's just me and the dogs once again. Darcy is back at work and the boys have hopped a plane back to their respective cities. After weeks of planning, list making, and preparations it's all over once more for another year. It was a good Christmas though - it just went by way too fast. It always does.

The house feels so big and empty now that the tree and all the decorations are gone, along with all the people. Once I finish getting things completely cleaned up I am going to dig out all the seed catalogues that have been trickling in since November. Every cloud has a silver lining . . . I just wish our clouds weren't so full of snow! And I wish the boys lived closer. Ah well, if wishes were horses and all that. --> -->




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