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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.)

Monday, April 6, 2015

E is for Easter (A to Z Blogging Challenge 2015)

I love Easter!  Bunnies, egg hunts, dressing up, and parades are all a lot of fun. But Easter's really not about a bunny, a bonnet, or a parade. It's about the blood, the burial and resurrection, and being born-again. (The alliteration inspired the following as yet un-named poem, I've got a fourth stanza that just isn't working meter-wise.)

Easter's not about a bunny
who hides some painted eggs.
It's not about a bonnet
sitting on a woman's head.
It's not about a parade
of fantastic sights to see—
It's about The Fathers love
and my Saviors death for me. 

It's about the blood that Jesus shed—
that covers all my sins.
His burial and resurrection means
He is alive again.
And If I were the only one
to ever accept His grace.
He'd do it all again for me—
He'd willingly take my place.

I hope you know my Savior.
He wants to save you too.
It's really very simple—
here's all you need to do:
Acknowledge Jesus Christ is Lord,
confess your sins to Him,
then open up your heart—
and ask The Savior in.


  1. Hi from the A to Z Challenge! What a nice way to celebrate Easter. I hope you had a great day.

  2. I did, thank you-I hope yours was blessed as well!