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The rantings, philosophies, and memories of a retired military, ex-diplomat, tattooed biker chick, quilting o'lady, pagan college student step-mom.

No guilt trip here - I refuse to to cave into that trap - about anything. Everything happens for a reason (Karma? Fate? Destiny? Dumb Luck? or Free Will...) and it is what it is. I've come to a point in my life where I can accept that.

Eveyone always told me to write a book, because I have so many funny stories, life experiences, unique view points...but, a book? What a pain in the ass. Blogging seemed like the next best thing, so, if you're ready (and there's room enough for everyone!) fire up the bikes and lets ride....

Wednesday, June 23, 2010

Hot Dogs


When I do obedience training with the Hounds of the Baskervilles, I use hot dogs as rewards. I get them from Aldi (a "generic" food store) and they're only 75cents (where's the cent key on the keyboard??)for a pack of 8...which, actually, is considerably cheaper than dog treats, and they LOVE them. However, by the end of training, my hands are slimy with dog drool and hot dog schmeg. Lovely.

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