Friday, August 7, 2009

Speaking of Basset Hounds???

How to explain "Speaking of Basset Hounds"...hmmm...well the best way I suppose is to start at the beginning although it's not uncommon for me to start in the middle, go back to beginning, skip to the end and then forget what I started to tell you in the first place.

Several years ago my husband (this would be Husband #3)(yes I've been married ALOT) and I had a litter of Basset Hound puppies that we were selling. A good friend of mine that I worked with was really enthused about adopting the last little long-eared baby but her husband was...well...less enthusiastic than she. So one evening after they finished dinner they were having a cup of coffee and a smoke while the husband finished telling one of his infamous stories. He was always a REALLY good storyteller which I personally believe is nearly a lost art. Anyway, my friend laughs at his story takes a breath and says, "Speaking of Basset Hounds...". Her husband looks at her and says, "Actually we weren't." And she in turn replies, " we are." So...ever since then, many times when I need to change the subject in a conversation I will simply say, "Speaking of Basset Hounds...". You see, to me life is nothing but a crapload of subject changes. And that's why I chose this name for my blog.

I've wanted to start blogging for a couple years now and even started to once but the best of intentions and all that. I just haven't had time. But I've decided recently, due to certain events in my life, that I need a place to rant when things piss me off and also record some of my history and happenings.

So...I'm going to begin.

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