Mouton Gregarious

All I wanted for Christmas was Gisele Bundchen (with the double-dot umlaut over the u).
Not the Brazilian born super model herself, but her Amazon-size cardboard cut out that was hanging in the window of Victoria's Secret at the local mall. She was dressed in a little pink outfit, complete with a Santa hat, and was looking quite saucy.
I have to confess I wasn't sure what I would do with Gisele once I got her, but Big M, my morning mall walking partner, suggested suspending her above my bed. It was enjoyable to just think about the possibilities.
What I actually GOT for Christmas was Mouton Gregarious (emphasis on the "-ton," sounding as in "John.) Factually, I didn't really "get" Mouton - she is not my property. She is more like something I have checked out from the Library of Life and she's in charge of the due date.
Words can't really describe her ... at least words at the moment in the public library where I have a gamer on my left and a speed-scroller on my right (I don't think these people USE the keyboard!) I can certainly do a "let me count the ways" exercise, however.
First, she has a dazzling smile - a full face smile made all the more dazzling by her sparkling eyes.
Second, she's sharp ... very intelligent.
Third, she's "a hoot."
Fourth, she is fun to be with, a joy to be with, an honor to be with.
And fifth, she introduces me to some of the many people she knows as "my boyfriend."
I hope that means her return date isn't anytime soon! :)