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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.)

Friday, October 31, 2025

Auntie Lou Does Not Wear Lame'

The day started off with a bang.

Literally.

One of the cats, who shall remain nameless (no you won't Maverick) knocked a bowl off the cat feeding bar. Before my first alarm went off. 

I never located the safe place I used for the "AuntieLou" eye glass chain.  Luckily, I had a back-up. (I almost always have a Plan B.) 

Made up the three minutes late I left home, due to looking in "just one more safe spot," arriving at a primo parking spot just minutes before my shift started. 

However, before I could descend from the mountain top (aka my ride), I received a phone call from my neighborhood neighbor (she's in the rich newer part. I'm in the cheaper, original part).  

"Did you realize you left your garage door open?"

 "Whaaaat?!  Ummmm.  No." 

So back home I went. It worked out. I was able to pick up the lipstick I forgot to apply. And turn off a few lights I left burning. And ENSURE all my doors (including my garage door) were locked and loaded.

At work it was lots of fun, hard work, and good food today. (The first comment will explain if I can remember how to post a photo.)

Ended the day HAVING to get gas. 

Yes. Like this...

People asked "which Golden Girl" are you? Others thought I was Auntie Audacity, Maxine,  Mama (Mama's Family), and Mrs. Doubtfire.  

For me, the hair reminded me of Fran's Grandma--but she was loud, obnoxious, and wore leopard prints, lots of bling, and Lame'. 

I don't do lame'. 😉

Yes,  I stopped for dinner for me and unleaded for the SUV looking like this.😉🤣😂

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