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Welcome to the BOMB.

The Blog Of the "Mother" of Bandit.
Bandit is my Hairless Chinese Crested--he's the "normal" one. I, on the other hand, am unrepentantly "pet-crazy." You know the type--the spinster who lives in the haunted house three blocks over with 72 cats...okay, so I don't have 72 cats, and my house isn't haunted--but my dogs wardrobe is better than mine! Need I say more? :~)
I've never been consistant at journaling, so the timing of my blogs will be sporadic at best. I just hope they are as entertaining to you as they are to me; however, be forewarned: Most of my blogs will be about The BaldOne. In spite of his Don King "do," I think he's just as cute as any of the Brothers B!
Now, if I can just remember not to get him wet--or feed him after midnight...

About Me

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My bags are packed and I'm always ready to seek out an adventure with Bandit and Moggy in tow. Bandit is my thirteen year old Chinese Crested, who I frequently call The Bald One or The BaldOne Boy (like he was one of the Baldwin Brothers). Moggy’s full name is Pip-Moggy. He’s my two year old gansta-resuce kitty. I couldn’t decide between Pip (which are the spots on die and domino tiles) and Moggy (or Moggie when I mistakenly thought he was a she), so I combined the two. Moggy refers to the British term for "cat of unknown parentage .” So in essence, I have an almost bald dog, and I’ve named my cat “Spot.”

Fun Stuff (I'm doing now or have done)

  • Artistic Attempts weekly (alternating between Painting With A Twist, That Art Place, and Peniot's Palette).
  • Bunko with the Belton Bunko Babes monthly.
  • Participating in the A to Z Blogging Challenge.
  • Spades and Liverpool Rummy with the Spadetts weekly.
  • The Mighty Texas Dog Walk, Austin (fund raiser for Service Dogs, Inc--they train shelter dogs to be Service Dogs, then give them free of charge to people with disabilities.)

Sunday, June 13, 2010

Men Are Frogs Theory: aka MAFT

(An out-of-order draft I never posted, written back in February.)

Several years ago, as I contemplated the actions of men, I realized that all men are frogs. (I also realized that all men are boys, but that's another post...)

Now, boys don't get your panties in a wad--being a Frog can be a good thing. Frogs come in many varieties ranging from common, everyday ground-hopping frogs to the more exotic red-eyed tree frogs. But, no matter the variety, they remain frogs. For the most part they are neutral (with the exception of a few poisonous ones-which we will pretend do not exist)...just as most Frogs are neutral, so are most of our guy-friends.

Our Frog may be the gay friend that gives us fashion advise. Or maybe he's the Frog that treats us like a pseudo-sister.  Perhaps he's the Frog who seeks out football-throwing advise from our inner-tomboy with the Staughbach-worthy spiral. These are all neutral Frogs--guys with whom we can be platonic friends. Frogs accept us--warts and all. Frogs do not become paranoid when we call them, ask them over, or visit them.

However, Frogs do have the capacity of becoming something else--most don't--and again that's okay, because we like our Frog friends. Frogs are safe. We can be our unmade-up, frumpy, pony-tailed, jeans-and-t-shirt-loving selves with long as they remain Frogs.

On a good day, a Frog may blossom into a soul-mate, our "one and only," our Prince Charming. This rarely occurs, but it can happen...on a good day...on a really good day.

Many Frogs may think they are a disguised Prince, only to meta-morph into nothing more than a poisonous Horny Toad. I'll take a nice neutral platonic Frog over a Horny Toad any day of the week. (Note: in MAFT, there are no Cougars--therefore, underageTadpoles are definitely off-limits!)

What brought this Frog re-reflection on? Starting to see a new beau? *Sigh* Sadly, no. Thinking of an old boyfriend? Gladly, no.  Observing the tail-tale signs of a Frog-turning? Nope, not even close. It's merely cold outside, and I'm sipping a double shot of "no sugar added" hot coco from an over-sized mug in an attempt to warm up! Still haven't made the Frog-Prince connection? Maybe I should tell you the mug is one of my newest acquisitions: it's PURPLE (my favorite color)--and it says "Still waiting for Prince Charming." :~)

Hope springs eternal.

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