Month: September 2019

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Suzanne’s In Labor

Suzanne really is in her office doing laborious labor on this Labor Day. She has a bigly project deadline looming at the end of this week, then it’ll be done and over with. But for today, her work project has put a crimp in our Labor Day celebrations. Alas, I am home alone, finding things to do to occupy my bipolar, clash fashion head.

Tiffany grapes design Bow Tie o’ the Day and I decided to spend some of our time reading the newspaper while simultaneously jumping around on the mini trampoline. (You’ll recall I was vacuuming while jumping on the mini tramp last week.) According to VOGUE magazine, the puffy coat I’m wearing in this advertisement is a Tory Burch creation, costing a measly $798. I won’t be buying one for y’all, or for me either. Heck, Suzanne can make me reversible capes for only $30 each. It will require her, however, to go into a kind of labor yet again.

Can you tell I have capes on my mind today? (Hint, hint, Suzanne. Got new capes made?)

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Have Yourself A Merry Little Labor Day!

BBQ Bow Tie o’ the Day says “buh-bye” to Summer and “howdy” to what I will call Not-Summer. We make our abode in Utah; therefore, we know not what season will show up next.

Fashion-wise, Labor Day is the last day it’s “okay” to wear white. Here’s my opinion on that “rule” of fashion: That’s absolute billshut. (See how I didn’t technically write a swear word there?) If you wanna wear white, wear white– whatever the weather. I do, however, believe there is a loosey-goosey Cape Season, during which capes can most appropriately be worn. It has to do with lower temperatures, not the “laws” o’ fashion. The day after Labor Day seems about the right time to begin checking the weather daily, and asking one simple question: Will today be cool enough to wear a cape without roasting?

I will be asking that very cape/weather question tomorrow morning. I already know the forecast says the days will be too hot for a few weeks longer. But it will make me happy to just know we’re in the “right” season to ask the question without seeming foolish. I’ll check the weather daily, crossing what’s left of my Hanky Panky for luck. I will miss Summer, but I am eagerly awaiting the wearin’ o’ the first Cape o’ the Day since April.

Eat, drink, and be merry, my friends, for tomorrow we go back to the grind. And it’s possible it’ll be cool enough outside for me to comfortably wear a cape to said grind.

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A Lazy Sunday

In fact, it’s such a lazy Sunday I’m only seeing in black-and-white. Or I’m just watching PERRY MASON, who happens to be showing off our Bow Tie o’ the Day. Perry is normally a tie guy, but he’s at a fancy art gallery party in this episode. Raymond Burr can wear a tux and bow tie to my house any time he’s able. Of course, he’s dead, so I don’t have to worry about what to feed him if he drops in.

I’ve been a huge PERRY MASON fan from about the minute I was born. The black-and-white presentation is part of its charm to me. And the characters! I’d go out with Hamilton Burger just to call him Ham Burger. Paul Drake is the suave-est wearer o’ sport coats I’ve seen on the small screen. And Perry and Della have wocka wocka chemistry going on. I could rave on about the show forever.

I’ve told Suzanne that if I’m ever in a coma she’s supposed to make sure the television is on 24/7 in my hospital room, just in case I can hear it. And the television is to play my fave tv shows constantly until I wake up from my coma or I die. PERRY MASON is first on the list of my approved coma-watching-worthy shows.

I’d round out my coma-TV list with COLUMBO, HILL STREET BLUES, THE CLOSER, MAJOR CRIMES, THE WIRE, HOMICIDE, IN PLAIN SIGHT, MOTIVE, and all the LAW & ORDER’s. And I’m sure I’ll waste plenty more time coming up with more shows for the coma-TV list.