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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 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.)

Monday, August 29, 2022

You Can Dress Me Up....

I'm still not released to drive yet after my knee surgery, so today my college friend Kim D  took me on my errands and appointments.  Monday's are errand and appointment rich. They are beyond full. Last week when Linda and I finished we were both pooped out. I was hoping Kim would not be equally as tired today. 

We finished the errands in record time, added a short trip to the UMHB bookstore (our alma mater). Since football season is about to start,  I wanted to check out the new t-shirts and bumper stickers to see what was available prior to our opening game this Saturday.   

We bought a few small items, but no t-shirts.  The National Championship shirts and bumper stickers were not on display. Yet. I guess they are saving them for the opening game.  

It's probably just as well, I have a National Championship t-shirt I bought after we won--but this time I didn't go crazy like I have after our previous wins.

Nope, this time I only bought one t-shirt. And because I wanted to wear it right away, and the game was won in the middle of the winter, I bought a long sleeve t-shirt. 

It's now Summer/Fall/Hellfire Hot in central Texas and still in the 100s (okay, I am embellishing--I think we've had a cool front move in this week and it's only been in the high 90s).  

So I'll be sweating this game--at least it's an evening game--the afternoon games won't start for a couple weeks. Boy howdy is the start of football season hot! Last year I started out in the shade under the Stadium overhang, and went up to claim my season seat only after halftime--before someone else thought it was a free seat. While I will miss the friends I made in the shade last year, I now have at least one good knee for the stairs leading to my seat. I will still be moving slow and chanting my reminder mantra "up with the good, down with the bad." (My fellow knee replacement recipients will understand.😉)  But I will be viewing the game and cheering in my Crusaders from my seat. #GoCru! 

Finally, after all my errands were ticked off todays list, Kim and I  enjoyed a leisurely lunch at Freddy's  before my torture.  I mean PT appointment. PT went well and steady progress is being made.

But the BEST part of the day?

It was when I broke into a total strangers car!

Yep, on one of my earlier errands when I "ran" into the Post Office to grab my mail,  my box only gave up three envelopes.  I knew that was wrong. 

I went to the counter to request the investigative assistance of the Postal Staff. They know me and just smiled--seems I missed the yellow slip saying I had an "overflow" box of mail as well. 

Since I have not been to the mailbox since before my knee surgery, overflow  mail is what I was expecting.

After retrieving my overflow mail I went to Kim's SUV and tried the hatch. 

 It started to go up, then closed and locked. 

Opps. I must not have pressed hard enough on the button.  So I tried it again.

Nothing this time.  Nada. Humph.

I tapped on the back windshield to alert  Kim to open it from inside. She was probably afraid to do so because I had scolded her for closing the hatch on me before I was out from under it at our previous stop. I had asked her to let me be in charge of the hatch. She reluctantly agreed. It's rough when you have two control freaks in the same vicinity.  

Now, here I was, just one stop later requesting that she open the hatch. She must have been thinking, Will that crazy girl make up her mind?!

While I waited for Kim to open the hatch, I noticed the parking lot had a huge hole that I had not noticed earlier when I retrieved my walker from her cargo hold. I marveled at my ability to miss that fall trap--even as I acknowledged I was totally blind to it. I'm usually more attuned to fall hazards and my general surroundings. 

Then the little lady I was behind in the line inside the Post Office hopped out of Kim's SUV. How sweet! Kim got to visit with one of her friends while I was inside. Kim must have been distracted. That's why it was taking her so long to open the hatch.

And Kim hopped out of her SUV.

That's when I started cracking up laughing.

Then, and only then, did I put it all together. 


Kim's SUV was two parking spaces down! 


Thankfully the little lady whose SUV I was breaking into was also laughing and not pointing her Smith & Wesson or Ruger at me. 

Yep...You can dress me up, but you can't take me anywhere--especially if you park sort of next to a vehicle that looks sort of like yours!

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