Bow Tie o’ the Day and I had a travel day, accompanied by our pink Cadillac ‘Links. Bow Tie is a wood-looking, but acrylic, little piece– cut from flooring. How cool is that? We’re gonna rip up our living room carpet soon, and we’ll be installing wood laminate. Bow Tie gave me a fantabulous idea: I wanna cut the laminate into tie and bow tie shapes and styles, and then install them as our new floor. My tootsies would never stop dancing on a tie floor. 👯 🕺 💃
To Me, It’s A Black Hole. To Suzanne, It’s Paradise.
Tie o’ the Day and I happily killed a bunch of time (see the clockworks on Cufflinks o’ the Day) at the bookstore and two other stores, while Suzanne touched every item sold at MICHAEL’S. That is only slightly an exaggeration. Craft/fabric stores take Suzanne hostage when she walks in. Such stores are like amusement parks to her. She emerges from them after hours of play, in one of two ways. Either she bought one trinket for a buck, or she bought an entire aisle of yarn. 🛍 🛒 🏬
A Happy Rockefeller. And Ties! Glorious Ties!
I’m feeling rich, so Bow Tie o’ the Day sports a bling-y second bow tie and corner points. When I say I’m rich, I don’t mean in the wallet way. I mean “rich” in the blessings way. A cozy house with big windows, an old jalopy of a truck, and my fancy ties. Among other things. And I have my Suzanne. I can’t begin to express how rich she makes my life– even though she says this hat makes my head look like it’s wearing a condom. 🙄
Just A Quick Picture
Raise your glass o’ green beer to the gaggle of Bow Ties o’ the Day on this St. Patrick’s Day evening! We’re just sitting here on the loveseat, drinking FRESCA and DIET COKE, and watching LIVE PD. Call us if you need a designated driver. Seriously. PM me. It might take me hours to get to where you are, but I’ll be there to fetch ya. 🤠 🍻 Party safely! But party on!
Ties Will Ebb, Ties Will Flow. Back And Forth, We Always Go.
Choosing the correct Tie o’ the Day is always of utmost importance, but today it’s a bigly-er deal than usual. And not just cuz it’s St. Paddy’s Day. This afternoon, I have an appointment with Dr. Bipolar. She’s a skillful doc, and she enjoys my tie thing. But I wonder if she tries to read into what my tie choices might mean about my pendulum head. So, when picking out an appointment tie, I always think things like: “Does this tie make my mania look big?” 😬
Ah, Back In The Day…
Tie o’ the Day is called a puff tie. It looks like a combo of a cravat and a necktie, with a hint of a Colonel Sanders tie in it, too. CHEERIOS Cufflinks o’ the Day definitely star in this post though. I am a serial cereal killer. When I was wee, every Saturday, Mom let me buy a box of cereal. I chose based on the coolest prize inside the box. Blast from the past! Anybody remember VAN’s, or MR. G’S, or DOVE’S, or HAPPY SERVICE?
The Ties And I Prefer CHEESEBURGER IN PARADISE
Bow Tie o’ the Day is the cherry atop one of the finest clash fashion outfits I’ve concocted recently. And Cufflinks o’ the Day fit with me singing every Jimmy Buffett song I can think of, as I dust baseboards and vacuum the stairs. I’m completely in that sandy, ocean-y mood. MARGARITAVILLE isn’t one of my fave Jimmy songs, but I have been to many wedding receptions where, when it is played, everybody hits the dance floor. Young, old, and in-between. ⛵ ⚓ The song inspires Happy-A-Rama feet! 👣
Skitter Plays With The Ties, Skittishly
I thought I heard Skitter rummaging through the chews in her toy box, but when she found me, it was clear she had been scouring the St. Paddy’s Day tie and prop box. I don’t mind when she plays dress up, so here she is trying to take a nap in Bow Ties o’ the Day treasures she managed to grab. I didn’t see Skitter actually sip any green beer, but she has peed a bigly flood of extra-bright yellow snow across the yard today. 🍀 🍺 ☘
I Know Some Things, But Not This Thing
Bow Tie o’ the Day reminds us that polka dots work with any style. ‘Links o’ the Day symbolize that this is the first year the must-wear-glasses-to-drive restriction is on my driver’s license. Today’s task is to glide through the snow on mundane errands, in my beloved Vonnegut Grace Vibe. I have a question first. Why can there be eight inches of snow on my satellite dish, with no signal problems, but five flakes can sometimes block the signal, sending me climbing the ladder with a broom?
You Can Build A Skyscraper With Those Cufflinks
Green, polka-dotted Bow Tie o’ the Day complements lime-green Lego Cufflinks o’ the Day, as we build-up to St. Paddy’s. Bow Tie Hat is a sign that after the recent almost-warmth, the temperature is falling. Thus, my Spock ear is freezing, yet again. This winter has been a tease, temperature-wise. It’s not like there have been days toasty enough to endure nude sunbathing on the patio or on the deck. But the temperature has occasionally been unseasonably warm enough to cause me to contemplate the silly idea. ⛱ ☀










