There I was last night after dinner, minding my own business, curled up on mom’s lap taking a little siesta in the lap of paradise. That’s when mom remembered that I got mail. So she tells daddy to hand it to her so she can open it and share with me.
Oh my piggy heavens – it’s from my Auntie Sharon in Australia. You know her from her gentlestitches. She is amazing and such a super duper awesome friend.
So mom opens the envelope and it’s a card. Mom reads the front and opens it. Okay that’s when some pig ‘might’ have gotten a little scared, squealed, jumped off mom’s lap and ran down the hall to his room. I’m just sayin’. I wasn’t expecting it. That’s all… I’m not afraid.
So of course, mom had to video tape the after effects. Gee, thanks mom.
And thanks to my Auntie Sharon – you rock. I really appreciated the birthday car and mom is digging her boomerang key chain. Maybe now she won’t lose her keys – snorts.
It’s Time! Well, it’s not the time but it’s getting closer. You do know what I’m talking about my friends. Fall or Autumn – whichever one you call it. The one time of the year that my mom looks forward to. You know, the beautiful colors, the pumpkins, the cooler weather, the changing of the leaves, the start of the holidays, the lighting of candles and fireplaces on a cool night, the snuggling during buggy rides on the farm.
STOP! STOP! STOP! STOP! STOP!
Who am I trying to kid? I’m sure Fall/Autumn means all of those things to some people. But to mom, it means getting out the Ugg boots and trying Pumpkin everything. You don’t believe me? Look at the goodies she had this past weekend. I’m sorry friends – it has started. So if you see my mom wearing her Uggs with hands fully loaded of pumpkin stuff in the market, make sure you give her a hand okay. Happy shopping!
Today we continue our travels in the south series. I’m going to take you back to Tybee Island, Georgia. Why? Because that happens to be one of the places in the entire world that mom/dad can get to for an escape of reality to find inner peace. You believe that, right? Snorts with piggy laughter.
So there mom/dad was in one of the many stores on Tybee Island, wondering around aimlessly looking for ‘it’. You do know what ‘it’ is, right? When woman know they need something but can’t quite put their manicured finger on what it is they need. You follow me now? So there they were in this store, mom looks up and says to dad, “There it is!” Oh dear have mercy is what I think dad mumbled. What was it? Take exhibit A in the picture to the left. For a moment mom thought they were in the South Pacific on Easter Island. Where else would they be finding this ‘dude’?
You know Easter Island – There are mysterious moai statues that are huge – averaging 13 feet and weighing 14 tons. Although they stand silent reaching for the stars, they speak volumes on how did they get there and how were they constructed which to this day is a mystery. So was mom surprised when she found “Junior” here on Tybee Island, Georgia of all places. Now, mom thought Junior would be awesome standing either on her front porch here at the Hotel Thompson or on the deck. See, mom’s weird like that. And I’m sure us anipals would have endless nightmares of Junior chasing us in our sleep. So, this is the one time that I can say dad talked some sense into mom… this time. But if Junior is still there the next time mom/dad visits the island, I can’t promise it won’t come home… yay.
And another “it” that mom found while shopping endlessly for nothing, was a treasured Tybee Island rock. You know this rock did make it home to the Hotel Thompson and is now treasured with our other pet rocks. They all get along and have been talking non-stop about the beach and the fantastic water. I foresee a pet rock excursion taking place to Tybee Island in the near future. Do you?
Now, I’m stepping away from this part on food – take it away mom/dad ❤
For obvious reasons, Bacon doesn’t need to see this. This creation is one of mine and Jim’s favorite breakfast foods while visiting Tybee Island. We even introduced it to Jean/Bill from Canadian Cats and to Fozziemom/Fozziedad from All Fur One and One Fur All when they visited.
It is hash browns well done crispy sprinkled with chopped up fried bacon. See, that’s why Bacon didn’t need to see this. It is insanely evil and so delicious. You won’t look at plain hash browns the same way.
Hope you enjoyed this week in our Travels in the South series. Until next time