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There I was this morning looking at the news on my i-Pad. You know minding my own piggy business in a world all to myself. That’s when a friend of mine on Facebook showed on her page a picture of some wondrous food. I mean BIG time knock you on your piggy tail awesome food. I’m talking my daddy would absolutely LOSE his mind with this hamburger – see below. Was I joking?
So, I did what any decent pigson would do. I finished reading the article and then tapped down the hall to dad’s room. Of course I would say run but then we would all know I was lying. This pig doesn’t run. It’s bad on my knees. Oh my bad – I don’t have knees – snorts with piggy laughter. Trust me, once dad saw the article he quickly forgave me for the slight hoof mark I left on his ankle – only slight.
This monster of a burger is courtesy of a restaurant in Tampa, Florida called Datz and is called the Amazon Warrior Burger. It was created for the new movie Wonder Woman that is now currently showing in theatres. It was only available for one day – bummer. It would have been an awesome trip. So what makes this burger warrior material? You tell me – here are the ingredients:
The bun is sourdough and decorated with white cheddar and American cheese starts. The bun has also been dyed red, gold and blue. There are two beef patties broked up – wait for it – by a slice of pineapple!
So, what do you think my friends. Are you game for a warrior burger? Licks my piggy lips now.
Mom *finally* made it to the post office earlier this week. The sad thing is that she went on Monday. Why is that sad? Because Monday and the post office should never ever be said in the same sentence. It was so terribly busy. Mom stood in line what seemed like forever. At one point she posted on Facebook:
I’m not saying this line at the post office is slow but I think a turtle just passed me.
Yep. Leave it to mom to find amusement in any situation. What she didn’t say was that a snail had already passed her. Snorts and rolls with piggy laughter.
But look at what mom found at the post office. These are awesome forever stamps – Wonder Woman throughout the years. Aren’t they the neatest stamps ever?
Do you have any neat stamps that your humans have bought over the years? Dad has some Marilyn Monroe stamps and Nana has some Elvis stamps. Cool huh?
Welcome my friends to our weekly issue of Journey with Friends. This is a time that we come together for support, for encouragement, for fellowship – all with one single goal in mind – to live better. Welcome to our journey to share our goals and our accomplishments and our disappointments and frustrations.
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Hello friends!! How did your week go? Last week, I made some decisions. Some of them were harder to decide but I’m standing firm with them for now.
First Decision – the plasma clinic. Lately I can’t get my pulse under 100. I have an accelerated heart beat to begin with and every time I go to the clinic it’s a stressful situation to get that number down. And with the other excitement happening here at the Hotel Thompson at the end of the month, I just know that the number is not going down anytime soon. Therefore, I am halting my donations for now. I’m proud in the fact that I have made 38 plasma donations and I’m hoping that has touched people in need. Later once I can get my pulse rate down, I may revisit the plasma clinic. But for now, I feel relieved for taking a break.
Second Decision – I *have* to do better with this way of eating. I’ve been playing with it for months now and I keep making excuses. It’s always going to be this or that with mountains and valleys to overcome. I need to start learning how to let go of stress and handle it better. So, deep breaths, today is a new day. I’m going to really, really try to do better – especially in the next couple of weeks. Then our guests arrive and I will probably take that week off and then start afresh again.
Sometimes we have to step back and reevaluate ourselves and this has been one of those times. I’ve noticed that I’ve had to much on my plate for a while and I kept thinking I could handle it all. Guess what. I’m not Super Woman… I wish I had her body though – LOL. But as women in general, I think we all think we can handle everything. But after a while, everything catches up with you. So I am making a commitment to be better to myself. I need to take time for me and listen to my body before it starts shutting down.
So what about you my friends. Ever felt this way? I would love to hear about it ((HUGS)) ♥
Bacon’s mom here. Thank goodness it is almost over and done with and that little fleabag called Don Juan can go back into hiding. He has been mischievous beyond belief this year and we are all just sick of it here at the Hotel Thompson. Messing with the kids is one thing. Messing with the husband is another thing. But messing with my collectible Barbie dolls – shaking head. That’s where I have to draw the line.
When I took a nap yesterday – cause Lord knows we can’t sleep at night with that freak running around rapid – I dreamed of my favorite Super Hero – Wonder Woman and what she would do with that freakzoid with her lasso of truth – giggles. We should only know how he felt about being tied up by my number one hero – HA!
Do you remember the show on television called Fantasy Island? It had Mr. Roarke and Tattoo on a mysterious island somewhere in the Pacific Ocean. Visitors came to the island to have their fantasies play out that they desired.
This is a cool show and I wish it was still in production. I have the videos and I watch them on my television in my bedroom all of the time. And I gotta ask, what kind of M&M’s did Tattoo like? The plane – the plane. Snorts – okay I had to get that out of my piggy system.
Okay here’s the real question. If you went on Fantasy Island, what would your fantasy be? Mine would be to be king on a strawberry plantation and have Miss Piggy hand feed me strawberries all day long. Can you see that? I so can! So go – what would your fantasy be?
P.S. I asked mom what her fantasy would be. Are you ready for this? She said to be Wonder Woman for one day – the looks, the costume, the power and Steve Trevor. Hubba-hubba. Her words not mine- eeww.
Okay my friends – I need your help. I think daddy needs to stay out of the eggnog or cocktails. Now he’s messing around with mom’s favorite super hero – Wonder Woman. Oh dear piggy heavens. When mom sees this picture – oh snorts. Things are going to get freaking hilarious around the Hotel Thompson. Mom is going to be so jealous of dad’s new “waist”. Oinks! So tell me friends – what do you think daddy has been in? Wine, beer, snaps, brandy…. snorts oinks!
If I had *any* doubts whatsoever, I have the proof now. See – see the proof is in the picture.
Mom *IS* a superhero. Daddy took this picture of us sleeping together and I just found the picture. I’m in there. You can’t see me but I’m there. I’m under her ‘cape’ with her staying warm and sleeping. We were actually taking a power nap as I like to call them. We were both dragging our tails from this past week. A little snuggle sleep time is great – I highly recommend it with your human 🙂
So I have to ask mom, “Where’s *my* super hero outfit?” It’s gotta be out there. Maybe I’m getting one from Santa this year? hhhmm – maybe I need to start my list today, right now, so that I can get it out before Thanksgiving. I’m excited now – my tail is wagging non-stop. Gotta run my friends. I’ve got some lists to make. What are you going to ask for from Santa this year?
Mom is Wonder Woman!
Remember last week when I happen to stumble into her room and found some interesting articles that led me to believe she was a super hero? Well, the proof is in the picture!
I was helping daddy do the laundry yesterday and I found mom’s costume. She is Wonder Woman! It’s just pure and simple.
Last week I found her lasso of truth, her cuffs and red high heeled boots. Now her costume. I wonder why I’ve never seen her around the house wearing this? She must be a closet superhero – you think?
Now I know why I’ve always wanted to be a superhero Pig – it’s in the family. I’m going to have to hoove up and demand my cape – I want to carry on the family history.
What other secrets can she be hiding from this little oinker?!