Cindy: On a lighter note ....

Hi gang. Cindy here. Being the new kid on the block (metaphorically speaking) I didn’t get a chance to wish everyone happy holidays as I wasn’t ‘officially’ on board until now. So please indulge me while I introduce you to a glimpse of life in the Gerard household and offer my late holiday greetings.

Beside, I’m in the mood for Christmas – now that I MADE my deadline – well almost. I was only 3 days late so that’s like the 3 second rule, right? If you drop a cookie on the floor and pick it up within 3 seconds, it doesn’t count as a drop and you can eat it. So I figure my 3 day deadline delay doesn’t count as a delay at all. But then, I never got ‘new math’ so what do I know.

But back to Christmas. I’m in the mood because winter finally hit the heartland. Almost makes me want to get all the decorations out again that took me ALL day to put away yesterday. (Someone, please talk some sense into me!!)

This ‘mood’ all came about because our first snow of the season finally arrived in Iowa, very unusual for it to come so late. Not that I’m complaining. But a snowfall like this one - unlike what those poor people have been experiencing west of here – is beautiful. Pristine and white and new – for the new year.

This is what I see when I look out my sunroom window today – that’s Hoot and Too Tall taking a snooze in the midday sun. These are just two of our ‘herd’ of quarter horses and in case you are wondering, no. I don’t ride. I leave that to my hubby. Me, I just take pictures and pet them.

Speaking of pets, we’ve always had dogs – read sofa slugs – but have never been cat people. Until last year, that is, when two very enterprising barn cats discovered the doggie door and invited themselves into canine territory. It made for some interesting hissing matches at first but we soon settled in to a cat/dog household.
And yes, we are now converts. We love those two little critters and can’t imagine life without them. That's Buddy playing Where's Waldo in a basket full of stuffed toys shortly after he made himself a part of the family.

That's Sly in his favorite perch in the middle of my little Christmas


village. How he managed to get in there every night and not tip over a single piece I'll never know.

And last but not least, here's our Ellie. Now, this is HER bed but notice who 's taking up the lion's share of the cushy pillow???

Okay, enough with the animals. You now have a brief glimpse of life at the animal house. I'm sure many of you have an animal house of your own.
We'd love to hear about them.

Until next time, to all of you who have resolved to lose some weight during the new year (like Moi) I hope it's going 'off' well.:o)
Cindy