My Lovely Lemmings

A herd o’ Ties o’ the Day join me at Judy o’ clock (also known as 3 o’ clock) for my weekday, hour-long vacation. Don’t get me wrong. I love being in the company of my ties, but when it comes to watching JUDGE JUDY, they like to be up close and personal with her, and so they are kinda sorta in my way. I’m not going to try to change the little chips-off-the-old-block. It’s just the price I pay for raising them to be mini-me’s. 👔📺

Can The Fuzz Track Me Down?

Here’s a two-fer Bow Tie o’ the Day, since the ties weren’t available yesterday. I’m sure you missed us. I made this handprint in kindergarten. Of course, my name was misspelled. No teacher ever spelled my name correctly. Momo, my grandma, never did either. I marveled at how she spelled my name differently each time she wrote it, but she never got it right. And hey, why is it that I had to make handprints so often as a kid? Were the cops after me? 👮🏻‍♀️