Category: Ties

Ties o’ the Day are ties o’ many colors. Bow Tie o’ the Day is a snowy beaut. The tie covered in Santa-hatted, red-scarfed dinosaurs is neato—except most of the dinos are upside down. What up with that? Santa is able to ski right off his tie cuz it finally snowed a bunch here last night. The deer with red noses clearly had a few snifters of hot toddies at their jolly party. And then we have HO’s and headless Santa hats. Golly, gee!

Just a couple more posts and the entire holiday tie collection will have been presented to you. No Tie Left Behind, and all that. These Ties o’ the Day are certain I saved the best for the final posts o’ the season. Ties might be right, but I don’t judge. I couldn’t live without any of them. And you know dang well, I’ll be pawing through Christmas clearance ties later this week, looking to rescue more. Hope I discover something I don’t already have. Yeah, right. 😜

Despite my Tie o’ the Day Scrooge, I am not a Grinch. I do have Grinch pj pants. And Suzanne made me a Grinch flannel quilt. But the fact that I have a zillion Christmas ties proves that I relish the holiday hubbub. In fact, I enjoy it right down to the occasional BAH HUMBUG. Grinching and Scrooging are simply part of the season’s traditions. A good grousing about a long line, an exorbitant price, or not locating the scotch tape does wonders for your Christmas frustrations.

Look what Santa left in our Xmas stockings! Since I’m sure you can’t tell which sock is mine, I will clue you in: mine’s the one filled with Ties o’ the Day. Suzanne made a hefty haul of clementines and a bolt of flannel. To those of you who were pulling for Skitter to get a mutt-sibling, that didn’t happen. Santa wanted to leave one for her, but our lone mutt needs all the attention we can give her right now, as she grieves Roxy.

Ties o’ the Day have little to say this Christmas morning cuz we’re still tuckered out from our X-mas Eve. We do want to say Happy Christmas. We hope you got what you wished for. And we hope you’re spending your day with the people you love most in the world. We are going back to bed, but throughout the day, we’ll post more pics of the balance of the seasonal of ties.

Skitter is trying to butter me up to let her wait downstairs for Santa. Gonna butter me up? Put on a tie. It’s virtually impossible for me to say NO to people/critters wearing any kind of tie. Want a favor from me? Show up in a tie if you’re gonna ask me for one. Especially if it’s a bigly favor. Skitter’s Bow Tie o’ the Day is also begging for that sexy leg lamp stocking to be filled— with a puppy, I imagine. 🐶 🎄 🐾

Ties o’ the Day give ya a bit o’ all things Christmas. The snowman/snow plow tie gets me a slew of guffaws every year. If you don’t know the word DABBIN’, look it up in Urban Dictionary. There! Tie gave you the Christmas present of a new word for your vocabulary. Now, I’m off to the Tie Palace to figure out how to display all the as-yet-unworn holiday ties for you, before the end of Christmas Day. I’m crossing my festive pancreas I can do it.

Football on Christmas Eve! That’s a hit with me and Ties o’ the Day. And…today, my Seahawks are playing the cowboys. (I can’t even capitalize the name of that other team.) I used to watch football with my niece, MiMi, who is my mini-me. Actually, we called it NOT-WATCHING football because we snarked and laughed through the games, while only occasionally looking at the scores. MiMi and I are pretty much an open-mic comedy show whenever we are together. Much snort-laughing goes on among spectators. 🤡 🤣

My NAUGHTY cup runneth over with Bow Ties/Tie o’ the Day. Been anniversary-brating all day, and just walked back into the house after a tasty Italian dinner in Ogden, at La Ferrovia—one of Suzanne’s fave grazing places. The three or so hours we were out of the house is the longest Skitter has been alone since Roxy’s passing. She almost exploded with happiness and relief when we came through the door. There was much howl-whining and prancing. And Skitter howl-whined and pranced, as well. 🤗 🤡

And then I got hitched 4 years ago, on this date. If it had been possible, the hitching would’ve happened 31 years ago. So I suppose you could say there are two anniversaries to celebrate. Christmas Tie o’ the Day represents Grant Wood’s AMERICAN GOTHIC, an iconic painting of a farm couple. Lapel Pin o’ the Day is a 2002 SLC Olympic pin, referencing the same painting. On it, the pitchfork is replaced by a set o’ skis. Marriage is like skiing: downhill, cross-country, and jumping. ⛷Mostly jumping. 😉