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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.)

Thursday, October 31, 2024

Old Age Confirmation

I think I'm getting "old."

I struggled with going home and facing the music (aka the little candy beggars--er...little darling's), or hiding out at a friends house in the country--at least until it was over. I rationalized I had very little candy to give them. In reality I had plenty. 

I finally decided to go home for Halloween. 

But not before stocking up on candy at Sam’s. The deciding factor was the absence of DDP in my pantry.  And only one flat fizz-less bottle in my fridge. 

I'll only run in, grab a bag of candy and a case of DDP.  Then I'll be on my way, I rationalized.

Like that has ever happened 

True to form I got my two items. And true to form I added a few others. 

Pasta, red sauce and white sauce, bread, grated Parmesan cheese.  Just the essentials. 

Then I thought, "I may as well look at the puzzles and books 'on my way' to the soda corner. What could it hurt?!"

When I made my way to the register I had the meager items I had run in to grab.  Plus the Italian additions. And I found a planner that checked off many of my boxes. (Really, I am a planner snob. They have not made the planner I want. I need to show them how it's done. But this one is doable.) 

And not one. Not two. But THREE books. I usually wait until they hit the dollar rack at HalfPrice Books.  So three--at full Sam's prices--felt like a huge splurge. 

My total was almost what I had in Sam’s Cash. 

I don't believe in coincidence.  It was meant to be. My entire haul was free. All because I decided to get the candy beggers some treats. 

But it gets even better. 

I meet the door checker and she says, "You're good--but hold on a sec--I've got something for you."  

This is new. 

I tried to recall a special event. Nothing comes to mind. She presents me with a huge bouquet of flowers. 

It's not quite my birthday. Not my Sam's anniversary. Not even a special Sam's multiple year. 

It's because they are getting a little wilty and they would rather give them away than trash them. Awwww. I may have to actually buy some flowers next time. Good marketing ploy. 😉

So my picky self found a workable planner, received flowers, and "free" groceries, AND three books. Not bad for a 20 minute shopping spree. 

But the BEST?! 

I got TWO really good boxes for my stuff. 

That's the kicker. The confirmation I'm old. I get excited over a good box.