Do you remember our contest a couple of weeks ago here?
I introduced mom’s new ride Hot Lips which is a 2018 Toyota Prius Hybrid to you. The contest was to guess –
How many miles do you think mom can go on ONE tank of gas?
The person who gets closest without going over will get a little something from the Hotel Thompson. Remember, don’t go over on your estimate but get as close as you can.
First off – thank you to all of the people who guessed some great numbers. Mom was shy only by a couple of days of going almost ONE month without filling up Hot Lips. As you can see from the picture below, mom went a total of 542 miles on ONE take of gas – can you believe that?! We were so psyched here. And now we are watching to see how far she goes on her second tank.
So the winner of the contest is katsrus!!
Conpigulations sweet friend. Send me your address via email and I will get you something in the mail.
First off I want to say thank you to all of my friends. I don’t think I say that enough around these parts. Thank you. Thank you for listening to my rumbles and grumbles from all of us here at the Hotel Thompson. We all send you massive amounts of hogs and snout kisses, puppy kisses and kitty licks.
Now
CONTEST TIME!
I introduced mom’s new ride Hot Lips to you last week. Let’s play a game. Mom’s new car Hot Lips is a 2018 Toyota Prius Hybrid.
How many miles do you think mom can go on ONE tank of gas?
The person who gets closest without going over will get a little something from the Hotel Thompson. Remember, don’t go over on your estimate but get as close as you can.
I want to add this part to you – mom bought her new car on APRIL 17 and the dealership filled it with gas at that time. Mom has not filled it up herself. So here we are May 1 and it is still going on that one initial fill up by the dealership. So you might want to think about that in your guess. When mom actually fills up Hot Lips for the first time, she will take a picture of her odometer (which was 15 miles when she bought it) and share it with everyone to end the contest. Good luck my friends ❤
Last week on 07/29/2016, it was National Wing Day. Now this day is kind of fun for my humans. You see a local restaurant near us puts on a challenge for how many wings can you eat. Last year, my dad ate 37. He thought that was awesome but there were some peeps that did so much better. So knowing my dad, the challenge was on this year for 2016!
He prepped, he exercised, he didn’t eat a thing hardly all day Friday until Challenge Time. It was almost like watching Joey Chestnut prep for the Hot Dog eating contest on Coney Island every year for the Fourth of July. I pushed him on – even at times encouraging him to exercise just a little bit more. You know to show him his full potential in this challenge.
Then as the time got closer and mom was headed home from work, dad went through the, “Oh no, what have I got myself into” syndrome. It’s typical I’m sure. But never fear friends. I talked him down and tried to take his mind off of the situation by chasing him up and down the hall. I looked at it as trying to build up his appetite. Yeah that was it.
So they arrived at Hooters and daddy was ready to throw down. His first 10 were regular breaded wings medium and they came with french fries. But daddy is no fool. He let mommy eat the french fries. I mean they are just potatoes to weigh heavy on your tummy, right? The second 10 were breaded lemon pepper wings. He was going strong and mommy was snapping pictures and doing a play by play on Facebook. The next 10 were back to regular breaded wings again.
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But then daddy hit the proverbial tummy wall. Could he do it… would he do it? YES – 10 more were delivered to the table in a breaded Cajun seasoning (mom didn’t get a picture of those for some reason). Dad found his second stomach and gobbled them down. That was 40 WINGS, beating the last count of 37.
But wait a minute – hold everything. Mommy had some left on her plate and he ate two of hers.
♥ The bottom score – 42 WINGS ♥
Way to go daddy! And friends you can start practicing now. There is what 359 more days until the next National Wing Day!
Never fear my friends – have you been wondering about Bashful and his antics of late? Well, I’m glad to report that he has been settling down here at the Hotel Thompson for a much needed rest these past couple of weeks. He advised that he had jet lag something wicked from his last trip so rest for the weary huh?
But never fear. He is still going strong and he and the other pet rocks have been putting their heads together to come up with a contest for very soon – so be on the lookout for that okay. It should be a real hoot.
AND the rock clan has something BIG they are also working on for the end of May – doesn’t that pique your interest? They never slow down – what can I say. Just like Bashful taking time out to explore and have fun with some of his friends in this picture. Can you spot him?
Oh my friends. I received a package in the mail the other day. I love receiving packages. This one had my name on it but dad made me wait to open it up until mom got home from the worky place. Spoil sport that he is huh? Snorts with piggy laughter. Mom *finally* got home and yes it seemed like YEARS to me with this package teasing me all day. So mom helped me open and OMP – Squeals with piggy delight. I was one of many winners on a contest that our friends at Animal Couriers had a couple of weeks ago. They sent me a desk calendar with some awesome pictures of some of the pets that have transported. Smiling – and trust me there are some beautiful pics in it! I’m going to let mommy keep this calendar on her desk here at the Hotel Thompson. That way both of us can see it every day.
And I Got a Snowball!
Can you believe that my friends? An entire snowball all to myself. Okay, maybe not the cold outdoor snowball you might be thinking of but I prefer this snowball and so does my mom – snorts with piggy laughter.
I entered Evil Squirrel’s contest to win a hand drawn artwork for Christmas. Every day for the past week, I’ve been going to the mailbox at the end of the drive to wait on the post man. The first couple of days I met him, he jumped pretty high when he first saw me. Maybe it was the snorting? Maybe it was the fact that I was hiding behind a bush when he rolled up and jumped out at him? I’m not really sure. But since our acquaintance, we have been meeting daily for Christmas cards. I think he’s getting used to me now.
Well yesterday, I finally got my card – squeals! I just *know* it will be worth a million catrillion dollars one day! I’m such a lucky pig! So friends, be sure to check out the other cards that were sent here. And Evil Squirrel – you are the best – I have a piggy crush for sure!
So this contest is said and done. First up – I want to thank EVERYONE that submitted emails and EVERYONE that voted. We really appreciate that here at the Hotel Thompson. There were some great emails sent and don’t worry – there will be more contests in the future 🙂
It was a very close race in the voting. The top 3 according to the list were:
No. 3 – Evil Squirrel
No. 2 – Sammy
No. 1 WINNER – Samuel and Wallace!
Congratulations my friends. South Africa is going to get their very own Elf on the Shelf.
Samuel and Wallace, please send me your address to send you your new friend. You will need to name him before Thanksgiving. Keep in mind, he is related to our Don Juan but who knows what his personality will be until after he receives his powers the day after Thanksgiving. Don’t forget to post updates on him. We will surely miss the guy here at the Hotel Thompson.
Voting will be shut down for the winner of the Elf of the Shelf at midnight tomorrow night. Have you voted? Please be sure to visit the post here to review the submissions and vote. Thanks so very much!!
Hello my friends. As you know, I put together a contest for the adoption of a captured Elf on the Shelf that I have here at the Hotel Thompson. My captured Elf is a distant relative of my Elf on the Shelf – Don Juan. Although they are relatives, who knows how the captured Elf will act once he is released and gets his powers the day after Thanksgiving.
We thought here at the Hotel Thompson, we would have a contest to see who would like to have the captured Elf. Your mission was to send me an email of why you should have him in your house. I got several submissions and we thank you for them. Today, I’m going to highlight the submissions we have received.
Submission 1 – Evil
Submission 1 comes from my friend Evil Squirrel. WOW. That’s really a lot in that WOW. He didn’t email a request. Instead he did a blog about why they deserve the Elf at the Evil Squirrels Nest. You can read all about it here. Some of his favorite tenants on his shelf to include: Swing Squirrel, Rain Gauge Skunk, Buster Possum, Snuggle Bear and others you have to read to believe voiced their opinions about the Elf.
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Submission 2 – Sammy
Submission 2 comes from Sammy. Get your Kleenexes my friends. This is what Sammy and his mom sent:
“Dear Cousin, well I think you’ve come up with a pawsome contest and OF COURSE I have to enter – what self-respecting Cousin wouldn’t enter his Cousin’s contest anyway? Huh??? HUH?????
So, why should I win? What can I do to make my very own Elf on the Shelf “at home” here with my folks and me? Well, it’s simple really. My Mom is pawsitive that elves do exist – for real. They live in the woods and we can hear them talk about us when we go down into our woods for walks…….I get glimpses of them down there too. We just know that we could give one of them (the one you’ve got trapped in a box right now) a good home INSIDE our house instead of outside with those other elves. He could sit inside in the nice warm house (or cool house in summer) and make faces at the others who are jealous of him living in the lap of luxury (or shelf of luxury).
I’ve had a rough time lately with my thyroid mess so I’m going to play the “poor pitiful me” card here and say I deserve the elf because I’m old, tired, and taking medication that makes me sleep all the time – when I open my eyes up I’d like to see a happy little elf staring back at me. Yep – that’s the truth of the matter…….I just think he’d make a fun friend for me in my retirement years. Now get out your hanky and blow your snout – I know I’ve got you in tears right about now………….HAHAHAHAHAHA
Hugs, Sammy the Elderly. Here’s the woods where the other elves live. They spy on us all the time! You can’t see them but they’re there! Trust me on that!
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Submission 3 – Sue Brandes with Katsrus
Can you say aaww – look closely at the box my friends. This is what Sue says in her email:
“t gets pretty nosy when the lights go out here at night. I think my kitties are up to something they don’t want me to know about. When I get up to look everyone is always sleeping and acting all innocent. As soon as I lay back down I hear stomping and running around. I really need someone who could spy on them for me and tell what they are doing? Or is it something else and not the cats? I did catch this but; all I could see was a box. Can you see anything?”
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Submission 4 – Samuel and Wallace
Okay – My friends Wally and Samuel sent this heart tugging email you have to read.
“So even though WE are sending this submission we need you to know that it is actually for our mom…you see mom is a Christmas FREAK! She LOVES Christmas like no-one else in our family. Now living in South Africa means that we don’t really get to have the full Northern Hemisphere Christmas experience. For starters Christmas time is summer time here in South Africa so no white Christmas for us. Also, we don’t have Elf on a Shelf here in SA. In fact mom only learnt about Elf on a Shelf 2 years ago when she joined Pinterest and started coming across all these pins dedicated to little the guy and the mischief he gets up to. Now we can assure you that if you were to send us one of your Elves he would be the ONLY Elf on a Shelf to be getting up to mischief in the WHOLE of South Africa…let us repeat that…THE. WHOLE. OF. SOUTH. AFRICA. Put another way, WE NEED A SOUTH AFRICAN ELF ON A SHELF (pleeeeease). Ok, so we’re gonna let you ponder our pitiful plea and we’re keeping our paws crossed that you and your readers will take pity on our mom and grant her this special Christmas wish…an Elf on a Shelf of her very own. BIG licks your pals, Wally & Sammy
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Submission 5 – The Pigs
Another heart tug in the right direction from my friends The Pigs (Dusty, Billy, Pip and Cocoa). Here’s what they had to say in their emotional email:
“It wasn’t very long ago that whee began to muse on the thought of not only being a pet, but having one too. Whee piggies know very well how to BE pets but whee’ve never actually had the chance to look after a little chap or chap-ess of our very own. Of course our ‘one’ couldn’t be any old Tom, Dick or Harry. After putting our heads together whee decided that whee would need somebody very special to be our own.Then came the thought: what if it wasn’t a pet? What if it was a little terror that ran around and tried to eat all our veggies! For a while whee squabbled over this then Cocoa pointed out that whee share the hoomans veggies for don’t they eat carrots too – all chopped up and boiled though, yuck! So whee promptly decided that whee wouldn’t mind that either. There were many questions that whee had to discuss:
Would whee be able to afford it? (Luckily Mop has a wealth of Carrot Coins so whee’re safe there.)
Exercise? (Pip is a mad house. He really could use something, or someone, that can help him to work off all those beans with a walk each day, or perhaps a kick-a-bout of a football.)
What would our pet eat?
Where would it stay?
Would whee be good pet owners?
Each question whee slowly went through, making sure that whee would fully be able to provide for our little friend. In the end, whee decided that whee would be able to for whee have been shown lots of love and have had a good example with which to pass on. Then was the biggest dilemma. Who would whee like to give a home too? Whee searched website after website after website. Then whee came across a little elf. A little chubby cheeked elf with bright eyes and a funny little smile. Could he be the one?
In order to stand a chance of giving him a home whee need to explain to you, Bacon, why whee would be a good home to such a little chap. Guinea-pigs, as a breed are very social animals. Out in the wild whee live in small groups and here, in captivity, whee like to have at least one cagemate though some places have many! Here there are only six of us. Whee have been thinking and have decided that whee would like to expand our group. Upon adopting this cheeky chap, if whee are chosen, whee promise to embrace him into our home. Our bed will be his bed. Our food, his food. Whee are ready to take on a little friend and, after many long months of preparation have finally, hopefully, made our decision. It was a hard choice to make, there were so many choices from fae to fairies and pixies but now whee really believe that this little elf is the one for us!
Now a little bit about our family. Whee range in age from five years to only 4 months old. This means whee have a range of different skills. Mop is retired from her job now but does enjoy going to the local Little Library where she reads books to all the pups, kittens and other baby animals that come there regularly. She also knits a range of different clothing and objects for a range of different reasons.
Dusty is an astronomer. He spends a lot of time gazing up at the stars. You might think that this would make him distant but it his income and Mop’s former income that has provided us with the means to look after our little boy, or girl.
Billy is a sportsman. He plays an attack position in the local rugby team, the Peel Pigeons. This has turned him into a very dedicated individual. Despite this he is very gentle, as was demonstrated when his young friend, Cupcake, gave birth to her children. He was very happy to babysit, showing how patient and caring he is. (Plus, he enjoys the games that children like to play – such as throwing a ball around!)
Pip is a children’s entertainer. He dresses up as clowns, knights, dragons, lions. This little ginger pig is perfect to help our elf, should we be allowed to have him, develop his imagination. Whee really do want to give him the best start in life. Nothing will be too good for our little boy!
Cupcake is a teacher at the local primary school which Cupcake now attends. She works there part-time as she is also a house wife and needs to be there for her young daughter, Cocoa.
Cocoa will be the friend to the little chap. Whee hope her and him will have a fantastic relationship!
So, here it is. Our petition to you. Whee hope that whee have answered all your questions and if a more suitable home is found for him, whee will continue our hunt for a pet. Our decision is made and we’ll make sure that some little chap or chap-ess, somewhere, will get a new start in our home.”
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**LET’S VOTE NOW**
You’ve read all of the submissions. Now it’s time for *you* to judge and post your vote. The winner will be announced at a later date. Who do YOU think the captured Elf needs to go and live with for his adventures? NOTE: Voting will end midnight on Wednesday, September 10, 2014. This gives everyone plenty of time to post their submissions on their blogs and encourage voting. Good luck my friends – let the voting begin!
Shake your tail feathers. Do a little dance. Have some fun – it’s contest time! It’s so exciting. We’ve been thinking about a contest here at the Hotel Thompson and I think we have a winner!
Every year at the Hotel Thompson the day after Thanksgiving our friend Don Juan comes out to play. You remember Don Juan don’t you? He’s our special little Elf on a Shelf that is *always* up to no good in so many different ways. If you forgot about Don Juan, you can read about that little fellow here . And we all have to remember when Don Juan filled in for me on a special Dear Bacon edition. Oh dear piggy heavens. Thank goodness he only sneaks out once a year.
I think we ALL remember this little surprise he left mommy last year under the Christmas tree. Rolls piggy eyes. He was bad. I mean really bad. He even liked to sneak in the bathroom and watch mommy take a shower. He would throw skittles at her. Unreal that fellow.
This year we thought we would share the fun. That’s it. Share the fun. You can have your very own Evil Little Elf on a Shelf. A friend of Don Juan has come to visit us here early. He’s still boxed up because you know those elves don’t have secret powers until the day after Thanksgiving.
Here are the rules for the contest:
Send me an email at baconthompson@gmail.com why you think you should adopt the boxed up Elf on the Shelf. Explain what makes your family special and what you have to give. Words, pictures or videos. Whatever you think will give you the edge.
We are taking submissions until August 30th, 2014 at midnight.
We will randomly pick the top three submissions and post them for everyone to vote on in September.
The winner gets their very own boxed up Elf on the Shelf. Now remember, this is a friend of our Don Juan. Who knows if he is evil or good. That’s between the winner and the boxed up Elf on the Shelf.
So put on your thinking hats my friends and get started with the emails. It should be a blast!
P.S. Here’s a heads up sneak preview of the captured Elf. He doesn’t look that evil – or does he?
Miniature pot bellied pig and friends - Bacon, Houdini, Hemi and all of the Rock Clan with Journalist Rocky the Squirrel all out looking for adventures from the Hotel Thompson.
time lately with my thyroid mess so I’m going to play the “poor pitiful me” card here and say I deserve the elf because I’m old, tired, and taking medication that makes me sleep all the time – when I open my eyes up I’d like to see a happy little elf staring back at me. Yep – that’s the truth of the matter…….I just think he’d make a fun friend for me in my retirement years. Now get out your hanky and blow your snout – I know I’ve got you in tears right about now………….HAHAHAHAHAHA
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