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Let’s Be Serious For a Bit My Friends

Friends, I need to be a serious for a bit.  You see, there have been some things going on here at the Hotel Thompson that I’ve kept a secret.  Imagine that.  *Moi* keeping a secret.  I know!  I’m more surprised than you are – really I am.  We have all kept it kind of low key waiting to see the results and today we got some.  Mom/dad said it was okay to share now so I am.

Mom went for her yearly mammogram last Wednesday.  Yes, this is where you can say OUCH!  Mommy says they take her breasts and put them between two pieces of glass. Then they squish them to take pictures.  For some women, there is no pain while others say it is very painful… like mom.  It is definitely NOT a happy time.  She kind of compares it to throwing yourself chest first up against a wall like a squishing a fly.  Can you say it now?  OUCH.


So this past Friday, she receives the following phone call at 4:50 PM.  On a Friday – remember that okay.

“This is Dora with the Doctor’s Office.  Is this June?”

“Yes, this is June.”

“Can you verify your date of birth and medical record number?”

“Yes…blah-blah-blah”

“The radiologist has reviewed your images from your mammogram this week.  There is some concern over the images on your right breast.  He sees a cluster of calcification and wants you to come back in for more testing.”

With a worried sound in her voice, “Okay.  What does that mean?  When?”

“Calcification can mean a lot of different things.  We need you to come in 8:30 AM next Wednesday, 09/02/2015.  After some more testing, the radiologist will meet with you and go over everything.”

“Okay.  I’ll be there.”  Looks down at clock and it’s now 5:00 PM… on a Friday.  Great.  Now I will need to break this news to my husband so we can both sweat about it ALL weekend.  Terrific.


So you see friends.  Mom and dad have been worried for a couple of weeks now.  They didn’t tell us anipals about anything until yesterday.  Can you imagine getting this phone call on a Friday afternoon before the weekend?  No wonder mom/dad would just look at each other over the weekend and say to each other, “Really?”  or “What if?”  Unbelievable is what I say.

Yesterday, mom went for her re-test.  Afterwards, the nurse said, “The radiologist wants to speak to you.”  Mom would like to say she was shocked at that but after everything she had been through, can you be more shocked?  Her and dad went to the radiologist’s office to meet with him and go over the results.

So they meet with the doctor and he shows mom/dad all of the images from the Mammogram – the current ones compared to the past ones and talks all of these long words.  That’s when mom speaks up, “Cut to the chase.  What’s going on in my terms?”  Leave it to my mommy huh?  They have found some spots on mom’s right breast. They want to watch them and retake some tests in six months.  He doesn’t think they are anything to worry about but if they are still there and look ‘worse’ in six months, they will probably do a biopsy.  But, he thinks they are okay.  He then went into the different phases, sizes and shapes of different calcification’s.

Bottom line is mom is okay but she has been put through the ringer in the past week with this scare.  Have your moms been through this?  We pray in March 2016 that everything is smooth sailing easy peasy with no worries.  If you can send her healing vibes and prayers, we would so much appreciate it my friends.

 
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Posted by on 09/03/2015 in Bacon

 

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Pet Peeve Day

Come along my friends – It’s Pet Peeve Day!  Squeals.

Now is the time to get those icky pet peeves off of your chest.  We all have them.  Most of them just tuck them away, shake them off if you will.  Today though to help out with the rising stress levels, go ahead and rant.  I will listen.  I’m all ears… it might look like I’m sleeping here but I listened to mom rant this morning.  I’m a good listener.  What’s bugging you today?

I’ll even let mom go first here –

Dear Fast Food Restaurant – I get it.  Morning times in the drive thru are hectic.  And perhaps this is my fault alone because I didn’t check my items before I left… then again shouldn’t it be correct so I don’t have to check the bag?  For instance, when I ordered a hot sausage biscuit and a Dr Pepper this week in your drive thru I expected to have a sausage biscuit and a nice zappy Dr. Pepper when I got to work 15 minutes later.  Hence my disappointment when I went to take a satisfying sip of my Dr Pepper expecting a WOW and instead of got yuck… the carbonation was out of the drink.  I shook my head to the left and the right while pouring the undrinkable yucky drink down the drain while my taste buds were screaming for a Dr Pepper – the zip of the sting as you swallow is almost a holy thing.  So maybe this happens from time to time.  The fountain drinks do go out and have to be changed.  I thought okay at least I have my sausage biscuit and my taste buds revitalized did a happy dance.  I went back to my desk anticipating the sausage biscuit … only to find a biscuit with an all white egg – absolutely no meat to be found.  Slams head on desk.  Why drive thru Gods are you against me this day?

 
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Posted by on 05/14/2015 in Bacon

 

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Pet Peeve Wednesday

Come along my friends – It’s Pet Peeve Wednesday!  Squeals.

Now is the time to get those icky pet peeves off of your chest.  We all have them.  Most of them just tuck them away, shake them off if you will.  Today though to help out with the rising stress levels, go ahead and rant.  I will listen.  I’m all ears… it might look like I’m sleeping here but I listened to mom rant this morning.  I’m a good listener.  What’s bugging you today?

I’ll even let mom go first here –

Dear White SUV on Old Dixie Road this morning,  You almost ran me off the road while you were in such a hurry to get to your destination.  I’ll give you the doubt that maybe you didn’t see my small little Smart car RIGHT BESIDE YOU.  Funny thing is though – you were in such a hurry to run me off the road, pass me like you were being chased by King Kong himself and guess what.  I met you at the next traffic light.  I was right behind you while you were applying your make-up in the rear view mirror.  Perhaps you saw me when I waved? 

 
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Posted by on 05/06/2015 in Bacon

 

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Renovation – Phase II

 Welcome back my friends to Phase II of the great renovation at the Hotel Thompson.  Phase II was an ordeal – almost worse than Phase I in my book.  In Phase II we had an electrician out.  The one thing that the hub unit has always complained about in the living room is that there is *not* enough light.  The hub unit has limited vision and when things are dark, it wipes out what vision he does have which is not much but everything counts, right?

 So one of the first things I did was to have an electrician go up into the attic and install a ceiling fan.  First, it would be great to have some air circulation and second it would have LIGHT.  I have to admit, that this is one of my favorite things about the renovation.  It was a great addition and you will see the final results on Friday.

Also during this time, I kept going back to the floor we ordered.  Something just didn’t sit right with me.  I talked it over with the hub and he told me then that if I had doubts, I needed to call the contractor then and there to discuss it before they were installed.  We had the contractor come back out on 4/12/2015 to go over more flooring ideas.  I’m glad I did because I saw a flooring color that I absolutely fell in love with so we changed it.  While the contractor was out, we also asked him to look at our bathroom floor – it really needed to be changed as well.  After reviewing the prices with him on the bathroom floor, it was a no brainer to go ahead and have it completed as well.  After speaking with the contractor, I knew the right decision had been made and we were set for the flooring.

But then at 6:55PM on Sunday night 4/12/2015, we received a phone call from American Signature Furniture which set me in a turmoil.  The lady that called advised that the furniture we ordered was back ordered until JUNE 2, 2015. What?!  And better yet, the store called us at five minutes until closing to advise us of this information.  And better yet to that, we had upgraded our internet services to fiber optics and did not know that the company had installed a voice mail on our telephone.  The date we bought our furniture and expressing that it had to be in by April 16, 2015, they called us a couple of days after that on 4/2/2015 and said that the furniture was back ordered and would be delivered on April 28th.  Now talk about nerves and stress.  American Signature Furniture was given two telephone numbers to contact – our house number and my cell number.  Not one time did they try to call the cell and we just happened to be at home the evening of 4/12/2015 to speak with the lady about being back ordered until June 2.

Of course, I didn’t sleep well this night.  I was worried about our furniture!  I called the headquarters of American Signature Furniture the next morning 4/13/2015 and advised our situation.  They told me specifically that a manager from the store would call me between 10-10:30AM that day.  At noon, I had not received any calls.  I called the headquarters again and was advised they were still in the works in getting in touch with someone at the store.  Finally around 1PM, the same lady that called me the night before called (who was NOT the manager).  She advised that the only thing she could do was refund our delivery fee.  Shakes head.  How stressful huh?  I advised her that I wanted to speak to the STORE manager.  She told me that he didn’t come in until after 2PM and she would give him the message.

By 3:30PM, no one had called me.  The more I thought about the situation, the more I got ticked.  Just a heads up, don’t tick off a woman who has purged, cleaned and stuck to a schedule to get things done in three weeks.  I left work early, picked up the hub unit and we went to Ashley’s Furniture where I met the nicest manager ever – Angela.  I was up front with her on everything – we needed furniture by Friday 4/17/2015, what I wanted and what had happened.   Within 20 minutes, I found better furniture that I absolutely LOVED, better attitudes, bigger fireplace and friendlier staff.  I highly recommend this store.  AND it gave me great pleasure to go to American Signature Furniture and advise them that I wanted a refund of nearly $3,000.00 due to their service… which by the way a manager has yet to ever call me.  I call that piss poor customer service.

Phase II included all of the tribulations of furniture and then on 4/15/2015 the painting began.  Lord help me if I *ever* see another paint brush my entire life – LOL.  I asked the ‘kids’ to invite their fellow anipals over to the Hotel Thompson for a paint party that included food but unfortunately not one single person showed up.  Who would have thought that, right?  So much for the anipals and kids helping out.  Although, Houdini did try and was almost a Smurf when he attacked the blue paint.  That’s right.  Houdini attacked a blue paint roller.  I immediately picked him up and washed him off.  And I have to admit that there might be some snout marks on one of the lower walls in the living room.  And yes.  I left them there 🙂

 So you are asking what colors I chose?  Well this is one wall and one color.  With the hub unit’s vision impairment, he couldn’t help with the painting so it was in my hands – literally.  I painted for NINE hours straight.  Up/down/on the floor/standing up.  After NINE hours, I called a break.  We went to dinner, rested for a bit and then I came back and did TWO more hours of painting.

Let me add that usually painting doesn’t bother me.  It can be fun for a while.  After 11 hours though, it is a nightmare.  I have never gotten up/down so much from the ladder and chair working in trim.  Heaven forbid – I didn’t know you could hurt in some areas that I hurt.  Let alone when we finally crashed that night, I dreamed about painting and was moving my hands in my sleep with the brush.

 This is the same wall showing how the paint dried.  Pretty huh?  This is the darkest color I used.  It is on the entry way wall and one wall that goes from the living room into the kitchen.

By the time I finished the last wall, I had fallen off the ladder once.  No biggie just a big scratch on my leg.  My legs hurt from getting up and down.  My arms hurt from going up and down with the brush. I had multiple colors of paint all over me.  And who knew you could have bruises on top of bruises.  Was it worth it?  At the end of Phase II, I was definitely questioning myself if I had bitten off more than I could chew.

Remember to come back tomorrow for Phase III.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 
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Posted by on 04/28/2015 in Bacon

 

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Mom’s New Friend

My silly mommy – snorts.  She got a package in the mail yesterday.  It was one of the things she ordered off of her Amazon account. She ripped the package open – and I helped in anticipation 🙂

That’s when I saw it.  Another pink imposter of a pig.  I say imposter because I’m the only *real* pig around the Hotel Thompson.  This thingy mom said she needed for work.  Yeah, shakes my head to the left and right.  Whatever gets you through the day mommy dearest.

Personally, I think you bought it just so it will remind you that you have me at home… waiting for you at the end of the day.  Yeah, that’s it.  A reminder of me… minus *my* long furry tail… minus the luxury black velvet color of *my* fur… minus my cute little marking on *my* snout… minus my little white skunk patch on *my* forehead.  Sure.  I can see how this imposter reminds you of ME.

Snorts, sticks his tongue out and goes to *my* room to pout.  Perhaps daddy should tuck me into bed tonight and read me a bedtime story.  You might be too busy playing with your imposter friend.

 
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Posted by on 09/10/2014 in Bacon

 

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T.G.I.F.

T.G.I.F.  Everyone recognizes those four letters from all over the world.  Thank Goodness It’s Friday.  Those four letters brings smiles and hoorays to the humans and us anipals.  But I bet you didn’t know that they also have another meaning.  Shocking huh?

You see my mom has worked a lot of different jobs.  She once worked with our local school system for six years.  Trust me, she has told me stories of those times.  There is *never* a dull moment working with elementary children – ever!  One of the stories that she told me was about T.G.I.F.  I’ve never forgotten it and neither has she.  It was sweet and kind and so childish – it was great and still brings a smile to mom’s face and mine to this day.  I’ll tell you what happened and you be the judge here okay.

Mom was in the front office of the school and this little boy who was in the first grade came into the office.  He was crying.  So mom being the gal she is walked up to him and immediately hugged him.  She then took him to the side office and they sat on the couch together.  You see he was having a bad day and it was only 9:00AM.  His dad was overseas in the military and his mom had to work.  She couldn’t get off work to come see him in his first grade play.  He was beside himself!  And for a first grader – this was just the end of the world – you can imagine.

Mom talked to him for a few moments and tried to get him to brighten up a bit.  She volunteered to step in for his mom to come see him in his play.  His upside down face turned into the biggest smile you would ever see and his tears of grief turned into tears of joy.  He just couldn’t believe that my mom was going to do that for him.  She got the time from him that she should attend and helped him clean up his face.

That’s when she noticed that one of his shoes were untied.  She got down on the floor and tied it for him.  That’s when she saw this T.G.I.F. written on the toes of his shoes.

What in the world?!  Was this small child thankful that it was Friday?  So she looked at him bewildered and said, “Scotty, what does TGIF mean to you?”  Scotty looked at my mom, grinned and started laughing.  The he said the sweetest thing to my mom.

“Miss Smith, I have a problem putting on my shoes.  My daddy fixed me right up though.  He wrote TGIF on the toes of my shoes to remind me that Toes Go In First.”

 
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Posted by on 06/20/2014 in Bacon

 

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