Category: Ties

I get these ideas. I invent things I don’t know how to make. Anyhoo…It gets dark, mid-way through our evening walks. I wear my headlamp, and we attach lighted reflectors to our clothes. Suzanne and I are visible to traffic, but what about the tie? (Yes, I walk in a tie. Our community expects it of me.) So I idea-ed an invention. And, as always, Suzanne created what I invented. VOILA! A bow tie wearing reflective tape! Bow Tie is now walk-safe. And waterproof. 🌧

My office is right outside the bedroom. My printer’s got a constant, blinking blue light that prohibits sleep. Every night I forget to cover it—until after all the other lights are off. I recently got up in the dark to cover the *#)*&^ light, and when I leaned down to grab a blanket from the dog bed in my office, THWUNK! My cheek hit the back of my chair. This bruise proves it. 🤕 But hey, clip-on Tie o’ the Day makes a dandy earring, eh?!

It’s rainy, but the closest I’m getting to an umbrella is Tie o’ the Day’s umbrellas galore. It’s nippy outside, but I refuse to turn on the heat. Instead, I donned my beanie, pulled it over my ears, and declared Pajama Day. No regular attire today. I usually declare PJ day on weekends so Suzanne can enjoy it too. I’ll  be in trouble for PJ-ing solo, when she gets home from work. Get ready for another photo of me and Tie in the doghouse. ⛺️

Clash fashion Bow Tie o’ the Day says I’m in terrifying need of hairs-cuttin’ and hairs-shavin’. Bow Tie says it’s embarrassed to be seen around my neck. It says I’m becoming one of those People of Walmart! Personally, although I concede I need my hairs trimmed and buzzed, I’m quite fond of my current head-fur style. Miss Tiffany, at Great Clips, will heroically clean up my hairdo. And she won’t mock my silky strands like Bow Tie is doing right now. 💇

So I was trying to read the newspaper, and the words blurred up at me. I asked Bow Tie o’ the Day to read the paper aloud. Unfortunately, Bow Tie reads at the picture book level. I don’t wanna be bothered with buying reading glasses, cuz I’ll perpetually lose them, so I always grab my magnifying glass. With the glass, reading went smoothly. Bow Tie and I started dinkin’ around with the magnifying glass though, even calling each other Sherlock. We had a good time solving no mysteries whatsoever. 🔍

It’s been a tumultuous political year. And on today’s 16th anniversary of 9/11, we should remember how we came together that day, in both mourning and the determination to take care of one another, through whatever happens. Tie o’ the Day respectfully reminds us that it takes both blue and red to make the flag. And to make the United States of America. We were born lucky, to have each other. 🇺🇸

Tie o’ the Day lives in St. George with Mom. My big bro, Ron, who snapped this pic, sent the photo to me with the following caption: “Out like a light. Both of them.” As it should be. Sleep well, Mom. And Tie o’ the Day too. 🛌 👔

Bow Ties o’ the Day enjoy party snackin’ with fans o’ the opposing team. Bow Ties are always polite to anyone they run into. We smarty-pants humans should learn that lesson from the big-hearted bow ties. Since I’m hosting tonight’s football game bash, we’re eating primarily from the RED food group/packaging. Look closely and you will see a lone blue offering: a bubblegum-flavored Jones soda. Ties know how to share goodies, so goodwill abounds. Tonight we won’t see any bench-clearing brawls. I hope. ❤️ 💙 🥊 🏈

Ties o’ the Day and I try to be fair and balanced. (See the “Y” hat and BYU tie.) But it’s clear which school/team I cheer for. I did go to graduate school at the U of U, after all. And I was born into Delta Rabbit-hood, with all that red. What choice did I really have? 🏈 🐇 🖍