Bellytime

Reports have it that if you repeat something 21 times or over a period of 66 days it becomes a habit. If that's so, Bellytime is my latest habit. It happens every Monday after Dwight leaves for work. The dogs (all five of them) go outside to potty and I put coffee on. By the time coffee finishes brewing, I pour myself an oversized cup with creamer and the dogs are ready to come back in. I don't blame them, the temperature is usually less than 40 degrees. They run back to bed and I try to remember to put my coffee out of their reach as I get back into bed. Oscar and Sampson love creamer and they don't care if the coffee is hot. Anyway, I get back to bed. It's usually dark and way before six am. I have an electric fireplace in the bedroom.  It gives off heat(40 degrees is cold) and a little bit of light. Then, I take turns petting bellies and sipping coffee. Because we're on the bed, I can usually pet three at once. Today, it was Oscar, Dixie, and Harley. Sampson and zmidnight were wrestling.  Then, Sampson got cuddles and Oscar took on Midnight. Then, Harley played with Midnight. Dixie just growls at any one that touches her other than me because she's just not a morning doggy. I think I probably did the same when my kids were young.

Bye, bye

Good bye 2019. Good bye January . Sorry, you won't be missed. 2019 wasn't a banner year so I'm glad to see it gone. The same could be said for January, but with one week left January could still be salvaged. All it would take is one good snow. It wouldn't even have to stay around very long, just long enough to get a couple of pictures. 
Did you make any New Year's resolutions?
I'm going somewhere I haven't been every month. Trying new things and hopefully getting the old me back.