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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...

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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.)

Tuesday, August 11, 2015

Today the Circus Came to Town.

I have a fascination with Internet Memes.  For the uninitiated, Paul Gil a self-proclaimed Internet Basics Expert,  who can be found at has said “a meme (rhymes with ‘team’) is a virally-transmitted cultural symbol or social idea.”  When one of these things is extremely relatable between people and is shared all over the Internet, it’s usually called an Internet meme.

In an online internet article Internet Memes 101: What They are, Where They Come Fome, & Where to Look for Them,  About Tech  Trends Expert, Elise Moreua  writes,

“An Internet meme can be almost anything—which is why it can be difficult to define. It can be a photo, a video, a person, an animal, a fictional character, a quote, an idea, a GIF, a symbol, a word or anything else.”

Her full article can be found at:

I have fun reading the memes my friends post on Facebook.  I’ve been known to save  a few to my overly full iPhone photo storage to share on my FB page as well.

Right now, the Internet Meme that I most love is:  “Not my circus. Not my monkeys.”   It’s a great reminder for me that I do not own that piece of crazy, and am not responsible for it. That’s really easy for me to say, and a whole lot harder for me to put into action.  I might have some control issues. So I periodically save that image to my iPhone, and I tell it to myself when the world gets crazy. 

Until today—when the circus came to town.  

I kept asking if Monday had come twice this week, or if it was a Full Moon. Or if Friday the 13th fell on a Tuesday.  It felt like it was all of the above.  It was c-ray-zeeee! 

I put out fires left and right—so many fires in fact, I think I will add Fire Fighter to this year’s list of accomplishments  (my proficiency will be due any time now).   At one time, I had both my VA Cell and landlines ringing, two Lync conversations in progress, three people waiting in line to talk to me in person, a text-storm on my personal phone, and I was charting firefighting results in six charts—all at the same time! It was such a hectic morning with so many problems needing to be solved, I didn’t get to even start writing the basic outline of my care plans for the day until well after my 1:30 lunch.

It was so crazy, I decided even though it’s  NMCNMM,  if the Circus is going to throw itself at me, I’m going to claim ownership, embrace the dang monkeys, and take a few lessons from the Lion Tamers—so I can adjust some behaviors.  Ha!  People  just thought I was bossy before!  

While I’m adding Fire Fighter to my proficiency, I think I’ll  go ahead and add: Circus Owner, Monkey Tamer, and Absolute Dictator Of The Known (and Yet-to-be-Discovered) Universe. 

(I just threw that one in to see if you read this all the way through.)

Watch out Monkeys—I’m getting the chair and whip!

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