Bacon’s Show and Tell – Mark Your Calendars

Thank you so much my friends for a wonderful Show and Tell last month!

This month we are going to focus on something that happened to you while you were a child.  Something that happened that was funny… perhaps now… but at that time it was your shining what the heck were you thinking moment.  This could have happened to you, your spouse, your children or your parents.  Something that to this day you still can’t forget about without smiling and/or laughing.

Mark your calendars to join me for Bacon’s Show and Tell on Friday, July 31, 2015.

Remember to link your postings back to mine so we can follow everyone.  Have fun my friends!

 

Oh My Piggy Heavens!

Oh my goodness.  Oh my goodness.  Oh my goodness!

You are so not going to believe this my friends.  I almost didn’t!  Last night, mommy came home from the worky place and told all of us something that was out of this world!  I mean OUT OF THIS WORLD!

Guess – go ahead guess – who she got to talk to yesterday on the phone.  I bet you can’t guess.  Heck, I *know* you can’t.  We were shocked.  We were surprised.  Heck, we all wanted to talk to them too.

Who was it??  It was my pals Wallace and Samuel from South Africa. Can you believe that?  My mom talked to their mom on the phone person to person.  They got to hear each other’s accents and everything.  We were all like, “That’s not fair – what about us?”  We wanna talk to them too.

It was crazy!  It was like around 9:30AM here our time and after 4:00PM South Africa time.  It was a blast.  Mom explained this won’t be the last time we talk so we told her next time – we wanna talk too!

 

RING-RING…RIIIING-RIIIING (PRT 2)

Check out the conversation I had with my pal Sammy in South Africa. Snorts and oinks! XOXO – Bacon

The Chronicles of Wallace & Samuel

Yup, we can’t believe it either BUTT the following is based on actual events that took place yesterday afternoon!

*Ring-Ring…RIIIING-RIIIING*

Mom: Hello mom speaking

*OINK! Oink-oink…oink*

Mom: Bacon! Is that you?

Bacon: OINK!!

Mom: Bacon, does your mom know you’re making international calls?

Bacon: …

Mom: Okay little one, I don’t want you getting into trouble so you’d better make it quick. Who do you want to oink, I mean, speak to? One oink for Wally and two oinks for Sammy.

Bacon: OINK OINK!

*SAMMY TELEPHONE! Don’t be long, it’s an international call, okay? I’ve turned the translator on for you*

Sammy: Hello, Sammy barking

Bacon: SAMMY! IT’S ME! BACON!!

Sammy: NO WAY!!

Bacon: Oh my piggy heavens, can you believe we’re oinking?

Sammy: NO WAY!!!

Bacon: I saw my mom use her computer to call Fozzimom…

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Uh-Oh’s

Last week, I was reading my friends blog at Evil Squirrel’s Nest about doing little projects around the house and how sometimes there are other issues that come from them. This made me think about things here at my crib and how we do little projects, etc.

When mom and dad first started dating – many, many, MANY moons ago – she learned really quickly that dad was not mechanically inclined.  Of course, she learned this the hard way.  You see, she had just gotten her first apartment and she bought a new hand held shower hose for the tub.  She asked daddy to exchange it with the current on the wall nozzle.  It sounded like a simple project.  Where that’s where you would be wrong.  Mom went into the front room and was talking on the phone to her dad while daddy exchanged out the nozzles.  A few minutes went by and mom heard some noise.  No biggy.  That’s when dad walked out of the bathroom, into the living room with his hands behind his back.  He said there was a problem.  Mom told her dad she had to go and daddy showed her what was behind her back.  The old nozzle and part of the wall – so much for being such a ‘simple project’.  Try explaining that situation to the apartment maintenance guy with a bigger project now.  Snorts – LOL

So mom learned early daddy was not the ‘go to’ guy.  Where mom on the other hoof was the project master.  Years later after they were married, mom got a wild hair that they needed to tile the bathtub area.  Mom went out to the local project store, talked with the men, got the supplies and came home telling dad that they were doing this project that weekend – which happened to be the long Thanksgiving holidays.  Daddy was scared while mom was it should be easy. And guess what.  Mom did it with flying colors and it still stands today.  Daddy was shocked that a project came together.  Of course it did – mom was in charge – double snorts.

And over the years, mom has initiated other projects that dad has ‘helped’ on with her that have surpassed what dad thought could actually happen.

So my friends here is the question for the day.  Are your parents do it themselves project makers or disasters in the making?  Do tell and share.