Sing With Me: “The Bow Tie Sleeps Tonight!”

Bow Tie and I just got an email, informing us tonight’s P!NK concert start-time has changed from 7:30 to 8:30 PM. I’m not angry. Dinner reservations can be changed. But… I’m old, and late nights don’t agree with my body anymore. I call the effect “sleep reflux.” The later show time won’t dampen the over-the-top enjoyment I anticipate, but I’ll pay for it when I struggle to get my– excuse my language– ass out of bed tomorrow. And I’ll probably have sleep boogers in my tired eyes for 72 hours. 🎫 🎟 🎹 🥁 🎸 😴

I Wanna Wear Them All, But It Ain’t Right.

Bow Ties o’ the Day surprised me this morning. After I woke up and strolled downstairs, this scene greeted me. Tonight is the P!NK concert, and Bow Ties are each clamoring for me to choose to wear “Me, me, me!” Not one is going to go with us. To wear pink to a P!NK show is too obvious and cutesy. Poor things. Even Skitter’s wearing her pink halter, cuz she wants to go. Does my pink sock monkey blanket really think it has a chance to go? 🎼 🎤