OMGosh. According to the Jane Austen novel link below, not only am I currently IN a Jane Austen novel...I think I could be every character, so most likely I AM a Jane Austen novel!
I am usually the one trying to persuade others to go on a trip. I don't think I'm disagreeable--although I do like to stir things up by playing devils advocate from time to time.
I usually like playing cards (or board games), but again, I am not disagreeable.
Someone I know has fallen ill--not dramatically so, but interestingly so.
I don't think the piano player hates me, but I know she's no longer my friend.
All of my dresses ARE nightgowns.
I once took a walk with a cad.
Everyone, girls and boys alike, tell me their secrets. But I don't despise them for it. Unless they tell me they are secretly rich, skinny, and beautiful blonde bombshells. But I still don't despise them. I just plot their next accident....
My Mother is neither dead nor ridiculous; however, I do have numerous females who treat me like a daughter. (Thanks Moms!)
My Father was in Finance in the Air Force--he made sure everyone got paid. He was very good with numbers and was chagrined when I told him I no longer balance my checkbook. I monitor my accounts online.
I once fell off a cliff at a picnic--does it count as something going horribly wrong if I only sustained scratches and missed out on the rest of the afternoons activities?
I don't dance publicly. The resentment would be directed at me.
Would the military commander with no morals be the same as a commander in chief without character?
Thanks to one of the "Moms," I am the woman with the absurd hat.
My surviving garden and house plants, are astonished they are still alive so I guess my garden IS an astonishment.
Three men in my life? I've got only two. Alas, neither Bandit nor Moggy are seriously marriage material.
If a charming man attempted to flirt with me it WOULD be terrible. Especially if he were also handsome, sexy, and rich. I'm not sure I could handle the terribleness of it....just try me! ;~)
This post was my rebuttal to the link below:
Welcome to the BOMB.
The Blog Of the "Mother" of Bandit.
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...
- 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.)