Day: November 15, 2017

Check out Ties o’ the Day, tied to the frame of Mom’s new daybed in St. George. I’m guessing Ron hung Ties where Mom can see them, so she won’t miss me. Perhaps when Big Helen spies a tie, she will chuckle her chuckler and think of our screwball hilarity. When she was with us last week, we laughed loudly and constantly, and I was surprised our neighbors didn’t call the cops to shut down our party. She would’ve ignored the cops anyway. She’s Mom. 🤣 😆

While driving Big Helen to meet Ron on Monday, we were nearly hit on I-15 by an erratic driver. It angered Mom to the point that she wanted to flip him off. She fiddled with her fingers and asked which finger you use to do the proper flipping. She got it right. Don’t rile Mom. You’ll pay! Tie o’ the Day knows we’ve all had at least one dip in our lives who we wanna tell off, even if they’re a gingerbread dude. 👊 🖕🏻