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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.)

Friday, January 13, 2017

May The Sixes Be With You

Last night Erin hosted Bunco.  I love playing Bunco at Erins house. I sit at the head table rolling sixes the whole night--almost--I was dethroned twice. I ended up tied with  Lou.  We had a roll off.  The sixes decided to leave us. We threw several rounds of roll off before I finally was victorious. 

After I win Linda tells me to go straight home and not to go spend my winnings at WalMart. She knows how tired I've been and I do have a rep for late night shopping--winning Bunco or not. But I  had no intention of running any errands.  I told her, "the FurKids have food and I have Diet Dr Pepper.  We're good."  And I meant it.  It's been a hard forever and I'm in a constant state of exhaustion.

My plan was to go directly home feed the boys and crawl into bed.

I made it all the way home and waa preparing to park before I thought of something I desperately needed. It couldn't wait until today.

So off I went to the HEB gas pumps.

When I pump gas I make it end on a full dollar amount or quarter change (25, 50, or 75 cents).  That way I always know if the charge on my statement is for goods in the store or gas at the pump (unless I'm traveling, I  only get gas at WalMart or HEB). I usually have to adjust tge amount to make it end uo tgat way.

Without having to adjust the amount the pump popped off at $25.25.  It was the equivalent of rolling Bunco sixes. I continued my hot streak of rolling sixes. I hope everyone has that kind of day.

May the sixes ever be with you.

Unless you are in a Bunco roll off against me. 😉

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