Thanks to the gas fireplace, I woke up to 65 deg. in the house this morning.  It could have been much worse, since it was 0 deg. outside, and there was a windchill factor, too.  The dogs rush outside eagerly; they love this weather.  They spent almost the whole day outside yesterday, even the littlest dog, Daphne.  I keep checking on her to make sure her little paws aren't freezing, but she seemed to enjoy herself.  Maybe that bed of straw has something to do with their outdoor enjoyment. 

I spent about $60.00 yesterday, shopping for Christmas on the internet, made chicken soup and brownies, and finally ate/shared the last of the very good chili I made last week.  Time to cook up another squash from last summer's garden, too.  I have been housebound for quite some time now and like it.  I feel no need to go anywhere, but I do need to get a card and gift certificate into the mail before the postlady arrives at the mailboxes. 

Every day, I have been bringing things down from the attic and trying to figure out what to do with everything.  I have another bag of very good winter coats and shirts, hat and gloves, ready to go to Good Will the next time I get to town.  I am looking forward to my daughter's visit soon; maybe we'll go to town then.