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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...

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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.)

Wednesday, October 6, 2021

Following Directions

I sometimes am rebellious, headstrong,  willful, and onerey--especially when it comes to following directions. 

You likely are not shocked by that revelation if you know me personally, or  have read anything I've written.  I claim both my parents had a bit of those qualities. So you might say it's in my DNA--except, truth be told, it's a choice. 😉 

When one of my former Social Workers defected to another VA, she gifted  me with a small "Break the Rules" poster. I follow that advice. Almost daily. 

Don't get me wrong, I'm not an anarchist. I believe there is a time and place for rules. Rules can help guide us, keep us safe, provide utilatarian structure, or further aesthetic  artistry, etc.  I'm not a total rebel.  

For instance, I like following the order of holidays. To that end I  believe it's good to prepare for upcoming holidays, but not at the expense of rushing through the "lesser" holidays leading up to a major holiday. 

When we bypass Halloween, Veterans Day, and Thanksgiving, in a headlong rush to arrive at Christmas, we miss fully experiencing the costumes, tricks, and treats of Halloween; the bittersweet remembrance of past sacrifices of our Veterans that ensure our current freedom; and the gathering of family and friends as we express our gratefulness around a gluttonous Thanksgiving table. 

Because of this I rarely shop far in advance of the next holiday--just this week I decided not to purchase Halloween candy because Halloween is still "too far away." Besides, next week is Columbus Day. 

I will probably regret this decision, when after Columbas Day, I return to purchase Halloween candy, and it's all sold out.  But the real irony of my decision is adding another book or magazine to my cart each time I passed the book section as I criss-crossed the store "just browsing,l." I ended up with four total--three Christmas books and a Thanksgiving themed magazine. So much for following my  Holiday Rule of Order

Most reasonable rule followers will agree: under certain circumstances breaking a rule can be acceptable. There are times when a particular rule becomes obsolete or irrelevant and  is in need of revision--or  was just stupid at its inception.  

Sometimes you need to be a rebal, color outside the lines, be innovative. 

However, there are also times when the rules make sense and should be followed.  

The photo, taken during my  shopping experience today is a great example. I'm not sure the Christmas tree was meant to be a joke, the project of a bored or embittered employee, or the result of someone who didn't bother to understand the rules before breaking them; however, I do know this Christmas tree is not aesthetically pleasing to my eye. In fact, the sight of it was so odd it stopped me in my tracks as I exclaimed, "that Christmas tree is trying to be a girl!" I had to explain my comment to several clueless customers--but it was kind of fun watching the light bulb go off when they finally saw it. 💡

For the record, this slightly rebellious rule follower thinks the rule of "A-B-C-D" is much more eye-pleasing than the jumbled mess of  "A-C-B-D"--at least when its applied to Christmas tree assembly. 

Sometimes even inconsistant headstrong, willful rebels need to color within the lines...and follow directions. 

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