Witty & Wise Ties, Trivia & Lies
Tie o’ the Day needed consoling. I was curious whether post pictures of bow ties or ties get the most LIKEs. Bow ties won, as I suspected. But I assured the worried neckties they’ll still star in posts. After all, neckties are what I first began collecting decades ago. The bow ties started coming to live with me only about four years ago. People who star in the posts? Mom’s appearances get the most LIKEs. Suzanne and I together come in second. Little ol’ I am third. 👍
Yesterday’s tank top jinxed the weather. Today, it’s rainy and chilly and mucky and muddy and just generally yucky. Hence, I’m in a flannel, long-sleeved shirt. I chose this Tie o’ the Day to really do some angry clash with it. The only good thing about a long-sleeved shirt on the last day of April is that I can wear Cufflinks o’ the Day. I went with purple bling. When I lived in Maryland, I could wear shorts from March to October. At least Utah has bigly-er sky.
Wedding crasher Bow Ties o’ the Day can’t get enough of celebrations, Thus, the crashing. They crash any party they find out about. And, yup, here I am in a dress– probably the last time I wore a dress. This is my oldest sister’s wedding. And my Sister Who Wishes To Remain Nameless stands next to her. They are both hotties. See that look on my face? I was born a deep, dark thinker. I’ve had a forehead o’ worry lines since I was a wee babe.
That moment when you realize you have a weird website about ties, on which you post pictures — mostly of yourself– , and you’re running out of faces to pull. Anyhoo… Bow Tie o’ the Day is a floppy-style wood piece. I’m wearing it with– get ready for it– a tank top. Oh, the happiness! It’s tank top weather! I have mentioned it before, but it deserves repeating: No matter how wrinkly and fat I get, I’m gonna wear my tanks. If you don’t like it, avert your eyes!
Bow Tie o’ the Day’s terriers went with us on a rescue mission. We trekked to rescue a rescue dog pal for Skitter to be skittish of. Abby was an eight-year-old black lab. She was terrific, but she and Skitter didn’t have chemistry. In her skittishness, Skitter needs a canine companion who never touches her, or looks at her, or tries to play with her, or barks at her, or notices her in any way. Skitter wants a dog who is seen from afar. We’re still hunting.
Suzanne asked porcelain Bow Tie o’ the Day and me what our verdict about HAMILTON was, and I replied, “It was a little too sing-y and dance-y for my taste.” I’m not into musicals, but Suzanne wanted to go, so I spent an arm and two legs to score us tickets. It was worth it. We had a stupendous evening, and Suzanne enjoyed the production– which is worth sacrificing any number of limbs required to buy tickets. She adores me. I have no idea why. 🎭❣
Tie o’ the Day has me wrapped up in worry about parking in downtown SLC tonight, for HAMILTON at the Eccles Theater. Seriously, the Jazz host OKC for a playoff game at the same time as our show, so prime parking spots will be bigly tough to find. Oh, life is full of these enormous problems! How do we even make it through our days and nights, with things like parking spaces weighing on our minds? Alas! I really don’t know how we all survive such perils. 🚗 🏢
Hey! A monocle! Along with this eyepiece, Tie o’ the Day joins bowler-ed notebook (with ‘stache) in celebrating nifty cultural icons. So far, I haven’t found a bowler that fits my noggin, but that doesn’t mean I’m not hunting. I wish I had one to wear to HAMILTON tonight, although a three-cornered hat would be more appropriate. I don’t have one of those either, but I do remember making them with construction paper and staples, in elementary school for President’s Day. I sense an idea coming on. 🎩
Tie o’ Last Night is worn by Suzanne The Great. The tie’s hula skirt actually sways. Suzanne borrowed my shirt and tie for the Gala, cuz she doesn’t have beach clothing. Guess what she bid on, and won, in the silent auction? Mascara. I did not mis-type that. She bid an astronomical amount of money on mascara. Oh well, the money went to meet students’ needs. But still… MASCARA? Let me repeat that again: MASCARA! You can bet I’ll make her share it with me. Yeah, right! 👁 🏖
Tropical beach Bow Tie o’ Last Night hung with us and a thousand other folks at the Davis Education Foundation Gala, where the requested attire was beach-wear. The silent and live auctions brought in hundreds of thousands of bucks for public schools in the district. It was like an enormous bake sale for teachers and students. Yup, my bid was highest for the ride-along with a cop. I win! And we all got puka-shelled and leid. Sneaky Bow Tie kept attempting to bid for the Belize vacation. 🌺 🕶