Witty & Wise Ties, Trivia & Lies
Diamond Bow Tie o’ the Day is proud to announce that our HAMILTON tickets arrived yesterday, just before 8PM. At least they came before the delivery deadline. But today, I’m having one of those days like when you know somethin’s brewin,’ but you don’t know exactly what’s up. You know it’s coming though. Is it going to happen to you? Your family? Is somebody sick? Is there some betrayal at hand? You just want whatever it is to get here, so you can get it over with. 🤔 🙀
Bow Tie o’ the Day is the only thing keeping me from having a titanic tantrum in front of Skitter. If I threw one, Skitter would shake for time and all eternity. But I feel like I’m caged in a zoo, because I can’t leave the house. I’m doing housework, but mostly, I’m waiting for delivery of our HAMILTON tickets, which I’m required to sign for. I checked the tracking number, and it says they’ll be here sometime before 8PM. Gee, thanks for the bigly specific time! ✒ ✉ 🎟 🎤
Bow Tie o’ the Day is upcycled from a bike inner tube, complete with air stem and puncture patch. Once, when I was a kid, my bell bottom pant leg got stuck in my bike chain. I couldn’t yank it out. I pondered about what to do. I decided to hustle home in my underwear. I guess a few townsfolk saw me running, and by the time I got home, two people had already called Mom to ask why I was running through town near-nekkid. 🚴♀️ 👖 #smalltownlife
Tie o’ the Day punctuates the spiffiness of my all-CHECKS, all-day duds. I wrote CHECKS to pay bills this afternoon, which meant I had to find the CHECKbook and CHECK the bank balance. I’ve CHECKED to see how Mom’s doing. I CHECKED the mail. I CHECKED-off things on my honey-do list. I CHECKED the oil in Hombre. I CHECKED my blood pressure. I even ate CHEX mix. If only I could figure out a way to wear a CHECKerboard. But hey, the day ain’t over yet. 🤡
Tie o’ the Day answers the age-old question of what to do with leftover hard-boiled Easter eggs. When life gives you hard-boiled eggs, make deviled eggs. I love a funny, punny tie. No matter how long we live, life is short. Make it fun whenever you can. I do it with my ties and clash fashion. Choose your entertainment weapon. The people around you will appreciate your effort. Your humor and joy will help them through dark days. And we all have those kinds of days. 😭 😂
It seems like Mom travels more now than when she still had her car keys and drove– very slowly– through the Delta universe. Bow Tie o’ the Day and Mom and I dressed up in springy, Eastery colors for an excursion to Fillmore, where I handed off Mom to Ron. Off they drove to their home in St. George. Big Helen fills any room she’s in, with stories and snort-laughter. Our house is emptier and quieter when she’s not visiting us. Our loss is Ron’s and Marie’s gain. ❤ 🐣
Bow-tied Labrador Bunny Bow Tie o’ the Day says HAVE A GRAND EASTER! NOW GO TO CHURCH! 💐
Tiny Tie o’ the Day creates a picture of clash-matching spring green. You’ll note Mom is sunglassing in the background. As long as Mom’s here, she will guest-star in our little tblog posts. She’s simply that cool. Mom is not just a role model. She is a model of hip-ness and groovy-osity. And, clearly, she’s a sunglasses model. Her old lady fashion choices have long been… interesting. But they’ve always been enjoyed by onlookers. She is especially fond of wearing wild, colorful, thick, soft socks. 🕶
So what was in that illicit-drug-looking package I received? A kilo of Bow Ties/Ties o’ the Day and Cufflinks o’ the Day. 12 bow ties, 3 ties, and one set of cufflinks, to be precise. I made a good haul, eh? I can’t believe it all fit in there. Mom watched me be a happy camper as I opened it up. Opening it required a Swiss Army knife. When I looked at the package again, I decided it kinda resembled an Easter egg. Alas! No treats inside. Dang! 🍫 🥚
Mom’s back from Mercedes’ to hang with us again. I think I’ve figured out why Mom wears her sunglasses in my house, even when she naps. I believe it’s cuz yellow Bow Tie o’ the Day sports blinding, blingy sequins. Mom says she likes Bow Tie though, so I’ll keep it on. Mom mostly lounges through her days now. She doesn’t read books, or put together puzzles. I asked her if she gets bored. She said she can’t get bored because she has so many memories to remember.