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Piggy Money

I gotta say my friends – how do you think I look in money?  This is suppose to be shaped like me – a piggy.  Do you see the resemblance?  It might be that cute little snout?

 

 
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Posted by on 05/16/2015 in Bacon

 

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New Years Tradition

There’s a yearly tradition that we do here at the Hotel Thompson that I thought I would share.  It’s nothing difficult, really simple if you will.  Mom/dad have done this for years and as they say, “If it ain’t broke – don’t fix it!”  I thought I would share with my friends here in blogville because one can never have too much of good luck, right?

On the 31st of December before midnight, place money outside on your porch.  It can be a loose bill, change, or in an envelope.  This stays on your front porch.  Before midnight, everyone goes outside of the house.

At midnight, you open the front door and throw the money in over the threshold.  This should be the first thing that crosses your door.  This represents money coming into your home for the new year.  Remember, you don’t step into the home until after the money goes in.

I’m not sure where mom/dad got this from but they have been doing it forever.  I mean heck, we’ll take all of the help from everywhere we can, right?  Happy money tossing tonight my friends 🙂

 
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Posted by on 12/31/2014 in Bacon

 

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31 Days of Spook – Story Submission

Hello my spooky friends.  I hope you have been having an awesome time so far this month on my 31 Days of Spook.  Today we have another story submission from my Auntie Sharon who lives in Australia.  You may know her better as gentlestitches.  Do you know her from down under?  If not, you are missing out on a wonderful friend.  Please be sure to check her out and tell her Bacon sent you.  Now for her tale of fright.

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“A change of pace from Australia today. No horrible apparitions, weird man eating beasts, no outback disappearances and definitely no disgruntled yowies or bunyips creating havoc and preying on innocent tourists. This is about a fair dinkum “healing house” in Sydney.

This otherwise normal house in Guilford has become known as a “House of Miracles” with people flocking to it’s doors and many reporting cures and relief from symptoms.

Apparently it all started a few weeks after the owners 17 year old son was tragically killed in an automobile accident in 2006. People report the walls of the house began dripping oil and the boys parents were convinced their son was communicating with them.

Since then there has been a lot of investigations,skepticism and people saying they have been healed. Apparently the Dad was involved in fraud charges at one time but I think “miracles are just as likely to happen to someone with a past as to someone with out one. The walls continue to “drip oil” and people continue to report miracles to this day. The owners of the house refuse to take any money.

What do you think: haven or hoax?”

 
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Posted by on 10/09/2014 in 31 Days of Spook, Bacon

 

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7 Weeks of Weird

Today my new friend here is highlighting 7 weeks of weird in “Weirdest Way You’ve Earned Money”.

Now this week is a little more difficult.  WOW – the weirdest way I’ve earned money.  It took me a LOT of thinking on this.  I mean for obvious reasons – snorts – I personally don’t need money.  I just use mom/dad’s credit cards 🙂  But there are times that daddy has told me to step up to the plate to keep me in piggy chow.  I mean I don’t need green backs but I can be paid in other ways concerning my pot-belly.  Let’s review what I’ve done the past several piggy years shall we.

When mom’s friends have parties for their children, sometimes they ask mom to bring me over.  I get to walk around snorting and having a fun time.  The kids love playing with me.  I usually get paid in food.  I’ve gotten entire watermelons, squash, lettuce and carrots.  Hey – I was a happy piggy 🙂

Daddy’s weirdest job he ever had?  He worked many years in a mental health institution.  The stories he can tell – snorts!  They would blow your mind.

Mom’s weirdest job she ever had?  She used to work as a phone operator in an answering service.  She has a great voice – 🙂

 
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Posted by on 08/06/2014 in Bacon, Pet Rocks

 

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New Years Tradition

There’s a yearly tradition that we do here at the Hotel Thompson that I thought I would share.  It’s nothing difficult, really simple if you will.  Mom/dad have done this for years and as they say, “If it ain’t broke – don’t fix it!”  I thought I would share with my friends here in blogville because one can never have too much of good luck, right?

On the 31st of December before midnight, place money outside on your porch.  It can be a loose bill, change, or in an envelope.  This stays on your front porch.  Before midnight, everyone goes outside of the house.

At midnight, you open the front door and throw the money in over the threshold.  This should be the first thing that crosses your door.  This represents money coming into your home for the new year.  Remember, you don’t step into the home until after the money goes in.

I’m not sure where mom/dad got this from but they have been doing it forever.  I mean heck, we’ll take all of the help from everywhere we can, right?  Happy money tossing tonight my friends 🙂

 
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Posted by on 12/31/2013 in Bacon

 

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Dear Bacon – Special Edition

Tis the season to be merry my friends!  Today, we have a very special issue of Dear Bacon.  I bet a lot of you know my special friend.  He’s been hanging (literally) around my house since Thanksgiving.  For those that don’t know him, I’ll tell you a little back ground.

The Elf on the Shelf: A Christmas Tradition came out in 2005 in a children’s book.  The little Elf that comes with the book has a job between Thanksgiving and Christmas Eve.  His main job is to watch over the household and report back to the North Pole nightly on if the people are naughty or nice.  He comes back to the household by morning.  There’s one important thing about the Elf.  You don’t touch him as doing so will erase any Christmas magic that has been blessed upon him.  Every morning that he comes back from the North Pole, people in the household find him in different places.  But remember, it’s all magic!

So in honor of Christmas, we have the Thompson Elf – Don Juan – representing in the Dear Bacon issue.  We hope you enjoy.  XOXO – Bacon

Dear Don Juan,

You’re a fellow Elf.  You know times are hard working for the fat guy.  We work once a year.  It’s hard to make a living like this.  Sometimes we gotta do what we gotta do, right?  Signed Elf Burglar

Dear Elf Burglar,

Step.away.from.the.pig.  Don’t make me call the Elf Union.  Elves do not steal in the houses that we are to watch over.  Your special Christmas powers can be revoked with a snap of a finger.  You know there are other jobs you can work while in the off season.  I’ve heard Walmart is looking for door greeters.  Or perhaps you can join a traveling circus during down times.  Anything but stealing my fellow Elf.

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Dear Don Juan,

Last night, the humans they stayed up until the whee hours of the morning making cookies.  I just thought I would make my mark.  You like?  Signed Droopy

Dear Droopy,

I like and I approve.  This is what I’m talking about.  Good little elves help out around the house not steal.  Way to go my friend!

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Dear Don Juan,

I’ve read on Bacon’s blog that his human father likes to play Angry Birds.  Well, I thought I would share this photo for you to take notes on future escapades.  Enjoy my friend.  Signed Angry Elf

Dear Angry Elf,

That’s what I’m talking about!  Thanks for the idea.  I definitely will pursue this one tonight.. perhaps 🙂

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Dear Don Juan,

When you have to go, you gotta go.  The humans, they caught a picture of me in mid dunk.  Thank goodness I was holding on and the humans didn’t see me in action.  Signed Pepper Elf

Dear Pepper Elf,

Hey, you’re right.  It’s nature.  It’s part of life.  At least you’re potty trained.  Tis the season for magic in all forms.

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Dear Don Juan,

What?  We get kind of bored at night staying up all by ourselves.  Sometimes we get back from reporting in at the the North Pole early. We gotta do something in our spare time for just us.  I met this chick named Frankie Stein from Monster High.  Dude, she has some moves!  Signed Pole Elf

Dear Pole Elf,

Oh dear.  This can’t be good.  Where did you get that money?  And dear Lord, you’re sitting on baby food.  There’s a baby in the house.  Step away from the pole and tell Ms. Stein to put on some clothing.  Shakes head.. I may need to investigate this further.  Can you email me Ms. Stein’s telephone number?  You know, for my paperwork.

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Dear Don Juan,

It’s just a little nick and tuck.  What can I say?  He was on the naughty list.  I had to do something to snap him into reality that this is the Christmas season.  Thoughts?  Signed Barber Elf

Dear Barber Elf,

Are you insane?!  We can’t do that.  That poor fellow is going to be scared for life.  Listen here you young Elf, report back to the North Pole ASAP.  I’ve gotta get this taken care of with the humans.  Where’s is that Easter bunny when you need him?

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Dear blogville,  I hope you enjoyed this special of Dear Bacon – Elf on the Shelf.  Remember, tonight is the big night.  Make sure you’re extra good and leave out cookies.  I’ve heard Santa likes chocolate chip and macadamia.  Well, that’s what my human daddy tells me.  XOXO – Bacon

Note:  Pictures were sent in by friends of mom who emailed them to me with questions.

 
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Posted by on 12/24/2013 in Dear Bacon

 

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Snorticles on Daddy

This is a little funny about one of mom/dad’s recent grocery adventures. There is never a dull moment with either of them when I let them out in the wild by themselves. Tsk Tsk – will they ever grow up?

Mom is a coupon clipper from way back. She says that the more money she saves, the more she can keep me in the life that I’ve grown accustomed to. I like the sound of that so I always help her clip.  She kind of makes it a game every week to see how much money she can save.  Here is an example of this adventure.

Before coupons:                       After coupons:                              How much in coupons:

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So as you can see, she has fun every two weeks keeping two humans, one oinker and two cats.  It’s kind of like a little game for her.  But that’s another posting altogether my friends 🙂

So mom and dad are in search for a product in the store that mom has a FREE coupon for.  Up/down the aisles they went just looking and finally they find it.  Of course, dad being well dad, questions mom as to what kind she got.  She tells him it was beef stroganoff.  He made a funny little whimper sound like he was being choosey.  Snorts – yeah right in our family, choosey gets you nothing.  Dad, when will you ever learn?  So mom tells him that she will fix it, it will be wonderful and he will like it.  His reply, “Whatever you say.”  Shakes piggy head, dad really? Who – ask me who – just happens to be within ear shot of this entire ordeal?  The store manager.  He looks at dad and tells him, “You know my friend the wife is *always* right.”  Dad doesn’t miss a beat and replies back, “Are you married to my wife too?”  Snorts – way to go dad.  Twist that size 10 shoe fully into your mouth.  I’m thinking I might get to sleep in the Sleep Number bed tonight while you have my toddler bed – snorts.

Onward to the produce department they shuffled where they met a woman at the potatoes.  This woman, let’s just say she doesn’t get out much.  She was making the biggest deal over the ‘size’ of the potatoes.  She just kept going on about how they were the biggest she had ever seen.  Mom rolls her eyes and keeps shopping.  No, not that dad of mine.  He has to encourage her with the biggest she has even seen prompting her in saying, “Yep, those are some big potatoes.”  Does it help to know that said woman fawning over the potatoes is well gorgeous and somewhat endowed herself?  She strikes up the conversation over the said potatoes that mom swears sounds more like a porn prologue than potato shopping.  Eventually, mom couldn’t take it anymore and went to grab rescue dad from Ms. Potato Porn mumbling something about going and finding her own Mr. Potato Head.

Dad oh dad of mine.  Remember when you got married what that glorious friend of yours that had been married for 40 years told you?  Let me help you out.  He said,

Either you can be right or you can be happy.  You can’t be both.

That great and sound advice has worked for you now what altogether going on 26 years.  Keep that in mind tonight when you’re sleeping in my bed and I’m in the Sleep Number bed.  Just do me a favor okay.  Set my side to 65 when you get your pillow 🙂  snorts.

 
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Posted by on 08/15/2013 in Bacon

 

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TAX DAY!

It’s that dreaded time of the year again here – April 15th. Sure does seem to get here faster and faster every year, doesn’t it? 

Mom and dad played smart this year and got their taxes done earlier in the year.  For once, they don’t have to do the running around last minute catching up game. 

Have you done yours yet?  Good luck my friends!

 
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Posted by on 04/15/2013 in Uncategorized

 

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