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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.)

Friday, May 20, 2016

Schlotzsky's Agelotzsky's

Did you know Schlotzsky's has a Senior Discount?  I've received it for the second time, from two different cashiers. Unasked. I'm kind of psyched.  

Schlotzsky's thinks I'm still in college! 

What?  It's not a college discount?  Surely they don't think I'm still...in High School?! They don't work for tips so they don't have to butter me up. But they don't need to stop either. I kind of like it. 

Oh. It's not a school-related discount? Well, I know AARP started pestering me when I turned 50. Actually, the first time I make a hotel reservation each year using my AARP rates, my savings pays for the annual dues, so everything I save thereafter is icing on the cake. I can forgive the pestering. At least it's not as bad as the hearing side offers that started coming in last year. 

But this wasn't an AARP discount I received. This was a Senior Discount, and each place offering a Senior Discount uses a different age. 

Hummm....receiving the Senior Discount could be good--if they have a really low age.   

Or, it could mean I need to "color my sparkles" as a friend says. 

I wasn't about to show my ignorance and ask them what their discount age was--so, to avoid embarrassing the cashier or myself, I Googled it. It was easy enough to find, but not to messy to read. 


Next stop:  Walgreens cosmetics section. 

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