Category: Ties

I love me my clash fashion! No shirt can “match” this comic-scuffle tie anyway, for example. So I happily roll with it. I’m positive it appears to you that I choose my attire by grabbing the first shirt and tie I find each morning. Well, that’s pretty much what I do. For me, it makes fashion much more surprising, interesting, and clashabulous. And it makes it almost impossible for me to wear the same exact outfit more than once in my entire lifetime. Now that’s an adventure! 👘 👗 👚 👖 👒 👔

One of the perks of being a writer is that I work at home. But because I’m home, Suzanne expects me to do all the housework. Today, Bow Tie o’ the Day and I have the task of organizing storage bins in the garage in such a way that we can fit at least one car into our two-car garage. It’s a chilly day, which makes the garage nippy, so I chose a flannel bow tie. Remarkably, the little thing does the trick. I’m as toasty as burned toast. 🍞

Tie o’ the Day and I survived our first long-sleeved day since May. 😫 We just returned from a 7-hour tour. Gilligan’s tour was only 3 hours, and look what happened to him and the other castaways! Tie and I didn’t get stranded on a deserted island, but our behinds hurt from driving 400 miles, basically non-stop. We filed paperwork with Millard County, completing the house sale. So we traveled from Centerville to Delta, to Fillmore, back to Centerville. And we didn’t even get home in time to watch Judge Judy. Grrrrr.

Tie o’ the Day came to me from Nuk (see Cast o’ Folks page on the website). Nuk is a gem to let me steal his blow-up pillow tie! Look closely to see where ya blow the air in. Tie is handy neckwear if you wanna sneak some z’s—at your desk, in a meeting, on Trax, in church. You don’t have to remove the tie. Just lay the blown-up end on any hard surface, then lay your head down. Dreamland is at your tie-tips. 😴 👔 🌠

After their fridge adventure yesterday, Bow Ties o’ the Day headed upstairs to their room. On their way, they played a great joke on me. They called me over to the stairs and serenaded me with some sorta-Led Zeppelin, by singing incredibly loudly: “And she’s bow tie-ing a stairway to heaven.” Made me belly laugh for hours. Bow Ties are clever. “They can turn the world on with their smiles.” (If they can sing to me, I can sing to them.) 🎼

Bow Tie o’ the Day instructs us to be true to who we are, no matter how many people might mock how we travel through this chaotic world. Like wearing a cowboy hat sideways. For me, wearing my ties helps keep me centered. I can’t explain why, but ties and my tie website express an important part of who I am. Maybe using my ties to give people at least one giggle a day is my life’s purpose. That’s okay with me. 🤠 👔

Yup, it’s late, and I’m tucked in. Hey, don’t even try to pry the remote from me, even if I’m asleep. Suzanne tried it once. And once was enough. She now chooses not to fight in The Battle of the Remote. Bow Tie o’ the Day reminds us that if you own a bow tie, you don’t need to buy a sleep mask. Ties can fulfill a plethora of purposes. And they’re just so darn cute to have around, no matter where you are or what you’re doing. 😴 🛌

Roxy rolls around in grass, dirt, weeds, and—apparently—ties. Tie o’ the Day doesn’t mind going along with Roxy’s roll-y whims. The ties adore the dogs as much as we do. Check out aging Roxy’s white-fur face and clouded eyes. Growing old is a trial. Watching your mutts grow old is just plain sad. 🐕 😭

Bow Tie o’ the Day loves Primary songs. As we do our chores today, we are all singing “Saturday.” You know the one: “Saturday is a special day,/It’s the day we get ready for Sunday./We sharpen our teeth/And we shampoo the cat….” You know the rest. At this moment, Bow Tie o’ the Day and I are dusting Suzanne’s funky salt-and-pepper shaker collection. This is Bow Tie’s favorite set. A dog peeing on a fire hydrant? Priceless. 💸