Long Distance Eating

Leave it to mom/dad to go out on their own unattended to find trouble.  It is the weekend, right?  They might as well have been wearing matching shirts that say, “Here comes Trouble 1 and Trouble 2.”  I’m just sayin’.

So mom/dad pulled themselves out of bed yesterday morning to go to our local Cracker Barrel restaurant – you know for a cozy breakfast.  This trip was anything but cozy mom found out.  They had gotten these new tables not too long ago.  Do you see anything wrong with the tables?  They look fine – all in perfect condition, no scratches or uneven legs.  But, look closer.  Mom said it felt like dad was sitting in another zip code away from her.  You see it now, right?

Mom told dad that it was hard for her to talk to him because she felt like she had to speak up volumes for him to hear.  Dad of course with his witless humor told mom to get some cups with string…. shakes my piggy head.  That’s my daddy always ready for a joke or three.

Have you ever been to a restaurant that the tables were this far out from one side to another?  And it was a four top – not a huge table for a big group.  But boy did mom say it felt like that for sure.

 

Squeals – Guess Who Called!

So there we were this past Saturday all of us bundled in the living room watching the clock intensely.  We were expecting a long distance call from someone here in blogville.  Someone that we have talked to verbally by type, sent packages to back/forth and even talked to them on Facebook.  But we had never talked in person via the phone.  Emails were sent back and forth and the magical time was set for 2:30 pm our time which would make it 8:30 pm their time.  That’s right, they are SIX hours ahead of us.

Then it happened.  The phone rang.  We all jumped of course because we were concentrating on the phone and clock.  Mom answered the phone and put it on speaker.

Mom – “Hello”

Friend in blogville – “Hello is this the Hotel Thompson?”

Score – jumps for joy.  It is our friend and not a solicitor or robo call – snorts.  I know – I know.  You’re asking who was the caller.  It was – are you ready for this – my brother Easy from France!  We were ALL so excited.  We got to talk to Easy’s dad and had such a blast!  Mom was so excited that she got to talk to a real Frenchman – hubba hubba.  It was an awesome time full of fact changing and getting to know each other and ask questions that we’ve always wanted to.  And talk about accents.  WOW!  It was great.

One never knows who might reach out from across the telephone lines in the future.  Thanks Easy for calling this oinker.  We had the best of time!  I know it’s greedy to say but we can’t wait to do it again!