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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 ten 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 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.)

Wednesday, January 20, 2016

I have People


This post is part of Think Kit by SmallBox.

January 20, 2016 prompt:   “Tickets! Tickets!  What (or who) did you shell out or stand-in-line for this year? Was it worth it? What made you wait in line, log-on early, or form a lifetime attachment?”

I have People

I don’t do lines—I have people for that.
 
I really am not that pretentious, but I truly don’t do lines. If at all possible, I shop during "off hours." I use the self-checkout at WalMart. I limit my groceries to 15 or less so I can go through the speedy check at H.E.B. (my Texas-based grocery store).  I still haven’t seen Star Wars—although in truth that has more to do with the cost of a regular movie ticket, popcorn, and a Diet Dr Pepper costing more than a dinner out. Not to mention, if I decided to purchase one of the reserved seats, and have a meal while watching the show, I would be spending close to $30. For a movie. Just me. I can wait ‘til it comes to the Dollar Theater, where I also smuggle in my snacks—I justify my brazen departure into lawlessness because they don’t carry DDP.  In truth, I haven’t even gone to see a cheap movie in over a year.

The last concert I attended was Michael Bubble’  back when his nose-bleed seats were still affordable at $85 a pop. And a friend went online to buy tickets for the four of us to be able to swoon over him. It was worth it.

The last professional football game I attended was my beloved Cowboys last Thanksgiving in Cowboys Stadium. I purchased packages for Daddy and me that included rooms at the same hotel as the team, attending the pre-game radio show the night before, a tailgate party in the stadium parking lot, nosebleed seats for the game, a post-game Thanksgiving Day Banquet, a tour of the old stadium the day after the game, and a drive over to Arlington to view the progress on the new stadium—what I call JerryLand.

In fact, the  only tickets I obtained this past year were season pass football tickets for my alma mater. And again, I didn’t stand in line for them, because a friend, who is on the Board of Directors, obtains the tickets for our cozy little group of nine. Go Cru!

So, come to think of it, I really am blessed to have people 

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