When In Pain, Wear The Right Tie

My ties have bigly  compassion. For example, Tie o’ the Day wants to doctor up my Hanky Panky boo-boo a bit. Band-Aids fix many things, but not a painful pancreas. It’s the thought that counts though, right? So Tie does help, even if it doesn’t help. Bandage Tie dotes on me. Suzanne would rather I make an appointment with my pancreas specialist, and I suppose I should. Suzanne likes my herd of ties, but she doesn’t trust ties with my life, like I always do. 🌡👩‍⚕️👨‍⚕️

I Can’t Lift A Bigger Tie Today

Short Tie o’ the Day and I are still in my pajamas. See that little white smudge on my sleeve? It’s evidence I ate ice cream for breakfast. I have no idea how ice cream got on my sleeve. Thank goodness it didn’t get on Tie. The small tie is cuz I’m weak from lifting a bunch of storage bins yesterday. I’m not supposed to lift anything because of my Hanky Panky (pancreas), but I do. I defy my Ties, or Suzanne, to stop me. 🏋️‍♀️