Category: Ties

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What One-Track Mind?

Y’all know I have a one-track mind, which pretty much begins and ends with Ties/Bow Ties o’ Every Day. Some days my one-track mind is one-trackier than usual, and today is one of those days. I’m likely suffering a hangover from the final 2020 presidential debate which was last night—even though I could tolerate watching it for only a grand total of 15 minutes. Golly, I’m glad the debate farce is over for another 4 more years. Folks, whatever monstrosities exist in the world, I’m grateful to know I can always count on my mighty neckwear to revive my troubled soul. Every person needs something ever-unfailing in their life. Everyone needs a go-to passion. I hope you’ve found your thing, like I’ve found mine.

FYI My apologies to some of you tblog email subscribers who haven’t been getting pix with the text the last couple of posts. (I hope it came through on this post.) I’m working on the technical problem, which means it might or might not be fixed at some point. Photos are showing up as they should on the website itself and on the posts relayed to Facebook, so you can find them there. I hate when technology that has always worked for me suddenly stops working, for no discernible reason. Makes me wanna put on another bow tie.

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People Think We Do Nothing

Yes, it’s true. Skitter and I spend our days doing nothing more than sitting around the townhouse wearing her Tie/Bow Tie o’ the Day collars and her cowboy hats. It’s what we do, and it’s why we make the bigly bucks. 💰

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It’s Frightful

This photo is from a December 2018 visit we had with Mom at MCR. Leg lamp Tie o’ the Day is, of course, from my Christmas neckwear collection. Don’t be afraid! I’m not rolling out the X-mas ties quite yet. But I thought this would be an appropriate post picture for the Halloween season because it shows me with a truly creepy look on my face. Mom is happy, though, so what else matters?

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Don’t Spill On This Tie

This Tie o’ the Day is a keeper, no matter what. If Suzanne ever orders me to get rid of all but 10 ties, this would be one of the lucky 10 I would never let go. It’s a treat for the eyes, and it has a gleeful vibe to it. I feel like skipping when I wear it, and there aren’t a whole lot of things that inspire skipping in me anymore—which is probably a good thing because people who don’t already know me seem to be a tad bit disturbed about a 56-year-old woman skipping down the sidewalk in a stunning Tie o’ the Day. On the other hand, my friends and neighbors wave at me exuberantly—egging me on in my skippy neckwear antics. Ah, my people!

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Paisley Boo

There’s nothing better than a paisley Tie o’ the Day, unless you can find one with a skull-and-crossbones inside each paisle. I’m on my way to the grocery store this morning, with my shopping list which once again says I need to get Halloween candy. I’m not ashamed to say that this happens to me every October. It doesn’t matter how often I go grocery shopping in October, my shopping list always says, “Halloween candy.” I’m always buying it, and I’m always out of it long before the holiday comes around. I just sample a couple of pieces of whatever treats I hide in the pantry, and suddenly, it’s all gone. At some point in each Halloween season, I break down and buy the “bad” candy that even the kids sneer at: the fake Smarties, the no-name chocolate coins. But I end up sampling those specimens, only to find I have the uncanny ability to acquire a taste for the cheap stuff.

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Yes, There Is A Coloring Book For Everything

Skitter’s showing off her ghost-and-owl Halloween Tie o’ the Day, while I am pleased to wrap a Day of the Dead-themed Bow Tie o’ the Day around my neck. I’m most proud to wear my “SPREAD EMPATHY” Face Mask o’ the Day. It’s a sentiment I completely believe in. I wholeheartedly recommend it to others.

During the pandemic, we have been good citizens about staying home whenever possible. I putter around in the piles of my poetry manuscripts, and through stacks of half-read books. Suzanne has spent most of her down-time with her coloring books. She hasn’t been as crochet-y or sew-y as in the past. She says nothing’s wrong: she just happens to be in a coloring phase—every pandemic evening after work. She swears coloring relaxes her, and I can tell that it truly does.

I do my best to make sure that she has every Sharpie marker color ever made, and I occasionally go online to hunt for interesting coloring books for her. I ordered QUARANTINE QUEENS for her a couple of months ago. It’s not as funny as it could have been, and a more accurate title would be PANDEMIC QUEENS. However, the coloring book does have a few clever gems, like this Suzanne-completed page showing a fitness tracker which has counted the wearer’s movement through the whole 23 steps traveled in a pandemic day. I realize that I myself probably haven’t taken a total of 23 steps in the entire time since mid-March, and I don’t feel a bit guilty about it. Every inch of my skin feels a little flaccid these days, but not a bit guilty.

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Candy Corn Is Yummy, Once A Year

Skitter wanted to show off her new candy corn Tie o’ the Day, so I dug around in the Tie Room’s closet o’ props to find my bigly candy corn Bow Tie o’ the Day. I don’t mind posing with Skitter for photos, but I don’t know why she thinks she has to lick my face every time I’m that close to her. She always has stinky breath, no matter how often I get the tartar chiseled off her aging teeth. Maybe I’ll commission Suzanne to make Skitter a teeny canine mask to wear when we’re doing bigly photo shoots—to help Skitter keep her icky breath to herself.

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Any Excuse For A Political Party

When we received our ballots in the mail, it was cause for celebration. We love to exercise our citizenship muscle by voting. Suzanne and I donned our patriotic Bow Ties o’ the Day. (Skitter wore her starry, starry Tie o’ the Day.) We placed our party hats atop our heads, and Suzanne went online to find the voter information to help us figure out whether the judges were worth keeping, as well as what all those Utah amendments were about. At one point, Suzanne’s face got a bit overwhelmed with trying to decipher the voter information.

I had promised Suzanne that our ballot-filling-out would be accompanied by only red, white, and blue food. I didn’t want to go grocery shopping yesterday, so I made do with what we had in the house already: RED cherry Twizzler pull ‘n’ peel licorice; BLUEberry muffins; and pork chops—”the other WHITE meat.”

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Ties Don’t Talk During Movies

Breast Cancer Awareness Month pink Tie o’ the Day assists me in presenting my SHAWSHANK REDEMPTION pose. If you don’t get that reference, you should give the movie a gander. It’s a marvel. It’s one of a handful of movies I am compelled to light on when I’m channel-surfing and come across it. SILENCE OF THE LAMBS is another one. STEEL MAGNOLIAS is like that for me too. Oh, and TO KILL A MOCKINGBIRD and THE BIG CHILL. And FARGO. And A RIVER RUNS THROUGH IT. And PICNIC. And ROPE. And any John Hughes film. And…….. 🎥🎞📽🍿

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Since You Wear ‘Em, Take Care Of ‘Em

As I’m sure y’all know, October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month. Tie o’ the Day has a serious message for women: This month especially, please donate to breast cancer research and do your breast exams! Better yet, have your spouse/partner/significant other/etc. do your breast exam. They probably know your breasts better than you do anyway. Just sayin’. 😉