No, She’s Not Mrs. Claus

TIE O’ THE DAY sends a bigly Merry Birthday greeting to Suzanne’s mom, Geraldine. She turned 80 a few days ago. As my family did with Mom’s 90th birthday in September, Suzanne’s family kept it safe: no party. Instead, we all secretly grooved-up our cars and created a surprise birthday parade for the Mrs. Claus look-alike, right in front of her house. Our decorated cars circled the block twice, horns honking, probably annoying the neighborhood with our celebratory exuberance. After our second lap, we halted our parade in front of the house, got out of our cars, and sang “Happy Birthday” to Geri. To be honest, I only whisper-sang. I love Geri far too much to belt out a song at her with my questionable voice, even as part of a chorus—especially on her 80th birthday.

I’ve been trying to remember my first interaction with Suzanne’s mom, and my brain can trace it to 1985, when I couldn’t afford a haircut. Suzanne offered up her mom’s services, and Geri cut my head hairs as I sat on a chair behind their former house.

Mom has always said that she was blessed to have two wonderful mothers in her life: her own, and her mother-in-law. I knew what she meant, but I didn’t fully understand it in my heart until I got Geri.

BTW Please note that Skitter wore her tie for the parade. Look closely, and you’ll see her and her Tie o’ the Day in the car.

FYI A hug-less birthday sucks for everybody.

And The Counting Continues

And Tie o’ the Day and I continue to flip from news channel to news channel, so I can hear a multitude of commentaries about the current state o’ the vote-counting. Here’s my analysis: Some television talking heads do not reside anywhere near a place called Logic-ville. I’m interested in those takes too, though. Seriously, I am intrigued by why people think what they think—no matter how near or far from Logic-ville they take off their boots. I like to listen to the journey their reasoning takes to get them to where they are, in terms of their political bent. I said it in slightly different words yesterday: I am a political nerd. But I am a political nerd in a tie.