Penny Date

Oh friends – you must try this.  I saw this on the internet and thought it would be a snort of a great time.  I gave it to mom/dad and they are going to try it this weekend.  Lord only knows where they will end up – snorts with piggy laughter.  Let me know if you try this too. 

 

Over or Under That is the Question.

  Okay friends.  Let’s talk about something important to the humans in their special scratch box area they like to call the bathroom…the powder room… the loo…LOL

I have learned that there is the ever growing question of over or under.  I was confused at first too.  I thought who cares.  Then I heard some conversations here at the Hotel Thompson and at Nana’s.  Apparently this is a huge crisis that the humans ponder on a daily basis.

Do you know that some folks (I won’t say who mom) will actually change the rolls of white paper in other peoples homes and at work if it is the wrong way.  Unbelievable isn’t it?  So here is the question for you my fellow anipals.  Run to the room that your humans think highly of and look at the roll.  Is it over or under?

Here at the Hotel Thompson there is only one way – over.  Who would have thought it was such a big deal – right?

 

More Conversations Between Mom and Dad

Sometimes I listen to the radio.  Sometimes I watch my television.  Sometimes I listen to mom and dad talk.  I know I shouldn’t ‘piggy eavesdrop’ with mom and dad.  But sometimes, I just can’t help myself.  The conversations those two have are quite enlightening.  Last night, I overheard mom tell daddy the following.  Get ready to roll your eyes – it was a good one.

Mom – Hey honey.  James Bond and a chicken cross paths.  James Bond tells the chicken, “Hey, my name is Bond, James Bond.  What’s yours?”  You know what the chicken said?

Dad – No.  What did he say?

Mom – “My name is Ken, Chick Ken.”

Then mommy started snorting and laughing so hard.  (Now you see where I get my snorting from – I know you always wondered).  Yep, it was priceless.  Daddy is a big James Bond fan.  He didn’t find that little bit of amusement as funny as mom.  It was a hoot to me and mom.  Go figure.

Then dad later on in the night asked mom a questioned.  She told him the answer.  He told her she was wrong.  She asked him what the answer was.  Get this – he didn’t know!?  How can you ask a question, tell the person they are wrong and then not know the right answer?  What kind of bizarre evil is that?

I tell you my friends – *NEVER* a dull moment here at the Hotel Thompson.  NEVER!

 

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.