Month: June 2017

Tie o’ the Day #1 and I are having an anger problem right this minute. We are angry that Mom is in pain. And we are angry that we can’t wear a tank top in this heat. The reason we aren’t wearing a tank is that hospitals (where I am spending so much time the last few days) are kept too dang chilly for wearing a tank, which makes hospitals kinda No Tank Zones. And when you walk outside the hospital door in a sleeved shirt, you immediately toastify. Stay tuned for my solution.

Bow Tie and I have been adoring the view from Mom’s hospital room window. Isn’t is precious? Don’t you think it makes the outdoor world look so wonderful that Mom will wanna get out of her hospital bed, run outside, and dance a jig on her new hip? She is being released today, but will be admitted to rehab in Delta later this afternoon. So get ready to see her boogie-ing all over the hospital grounds there. Mom’s so damn cool. 💃🕺

For three days, Tie o’ the Day has spent most of its time making phone calls and sending texts to concerned members of the phone tree, so we can all stay updated about Helen Sr.’s hip-y antics. In fact, Tie has had to charge the phone four times today. Tie is pleased to report that Mom is doing well, and she is still being her usual spunky, sassy self. A broken hip? Mom’s got this! 🏋️‍♀️💪🏻

Tie o’ the Day and I have had a busy couple of days! It seems Mom decided she wasn’t getting enough attention, so she took a tumble in her living room and broke a hip. She is back on center stage, right where she belongs. She has always been the star of our show. This photo was taken in Mom’s hospital room today. Tie and I are standing with my sexy nephews, Robbie Wright and Travis Blackwelder. 🤕 (Note that my mini keg has ties on it.)

(Bow) Tie o’ the Day #1 is a stunning Nicole Miller piece. For clash purposes, I paired it with a questionable tank top from my ridiculously bigly tank collection. I christened this tank The Ugliest Tank Top Ever To Have Been Born. It’s hideousness is overwhelming. AND it is made of flannel! Really? Flannel in the summer heat? You know it is going in the yard sale. I pity the person who buys it, if anyone does. If it doesn’t sell, we’ll have a bonfire to destroy it. You bring the marshmallows, and I’ll provide the graham crackers and chocolate bars. 🍫

When I walked into the house dripping wet, after some pleasant dog-paddling in the pool, Skitter and Roxy were looking a wee bit homeless. I immediately scanned their fancy living room crate, and this is a photo o’ what greeted me. The Ties o’ the Day had taken over the dog crate, in an attempt to evict the mutts. Little scamps! I wonder where they learned all their hijinks abilities. 🤔🤷🏻‍♀️😛😲

Tie o’ the Day #1  and this tank got together this morning to beg me to wear them. I’m a softie about letting my ties and tanks kinda get what they want. I unapologetically cater to them. I refer to this tank top as my Candy Corn Costume. Bow Tie clashes in a matchy way with it, so I’m glad Tank and Bow Tie found each other. I think they are a good pair, and will be forever happy together. 👩‍❤️‍👩