Category: Ties

It’s your turn. Ties o’ the Day want YOU! Your mission is to give me a rest, by figuring out their connections and writing your own clever caption or paragraph. They know you can do it. They also know that you Facebook followers know you have to keep it somewhat clean. But not too clean. Santa and the ties sort of expect you to be a touch naughty this time of year. You can get back on Santa’s good list by being nice tomorrow.

Aside from our Chuck Brown X-mas trees, we never put up a tree. Long story. Blame Suzanne. But this year, Suzanne set up the tree and ornaments her grandma had on her dining table every year. Tie o’ the Day is not one of Suzanne’s grandma’s ornaments, but it and its snowmen wanted to stake out some prime tree territory from which to watch over the presents. Tie will keep the wrapping secure. But if my knuckles get slap burns, you’ll know I got caught peeking.

I did an update on the holiday tie count. Currently, I still have 57 Ties o’ the Day, and 25 Bow Ties o’ the Day to wear, so the numbers mean I have to wear 3.28 pieces of neckwear in 25 days (including the 26th), in order for you to see them all. I’ll count each bow tie as the .28. And I promised Suzanne I won’t buy any more holiday ties. This year. Anyhoo… The wee-weeing dog tie demonstrates that when you gotta go, you gotta go. Poor yellow snowman. 🐶 ☃️

I did it again. While I erranded along the Wasatch Front, I acquired another Christmas tie. Or two. Whatever Tie o’ the Day I’m wearing inevitably encourages me to collect more ties. I suppose you could say our house is a kind of tie rescue, or tie pound. And yes, we are a No Kill Tie Shelter. I do admit, however, I don’t really allow any neckwear to be adopted out. There’s ample love and food in our house for any ties that can fit. 🏡 👔

Tie and Bow Ties o’ the Day accompanied me to finish up some errands this morning. We cruised to Provo and Salt Lake, and we talked and snort-laughed the entire drive, down and back. I was surprised how Tiny Bow Tie Lapel Pin dominated the conversation. Tiny Bow Tie Lapel Pin is teeny but has a big, lickety-split, loud, and non-stop mouth. The conversation was interesting but TIE-ring. Our guts hurt from all the laughing. After JUDGE JUDY, we are gonna take a nap until dinner. 🛌

My Tie o’ the Day and I were naughty. We went to ROSS, hoping to add to our Christmas collection o’ ties. Yes, now I’ll be wearing four pieces of neckwear daily, through the holidays. Anyhoo…this sprite’s family was ahead of me in the check-out line. I asked the matriarch if her daughter and head bow could guest star on the website. After I showed her the website, she laughed, and she was game for her daughter to model her way into stardom. 👶 🎀 🛒

I’m wearing a patriotic, flag-bearing Santa Tie o’ the Day. The North Pole is not in the USA. Oh, well. Red Tie o’ the Day reminds us it’s time to hoist up our X-mas trees, if we haven’t already. Since 1st Grade, I have wondered why the Utah State Tree is the COLORADO Blue Spruce. When I asked my 1st Grade teacher about that, she told Mom she thought I was probably retarded. My IQ is 152, so maybe I’m an “idiot savant.” I dunno. Maybe. 🎄 🇱🇷

Our sweater-looking Tie o’ the Day depicts a be-sweatered deer drinking beer. My kind of deer! I put down my beer bottles a decade ago. I’d like to say I don’t miss drinking, but I do. I miss it every day, many times a day. The bottles on Tie are red and white, so let’s pretend they’re Diet Cokes. That’s what I guzzle now. But my soda pop burps are not as dramatic as my historic beer burps. Those noises were artistic wonders. 🍺 🎧

Tie o’ the Day is covered in holiday greenery and classic ornaments: Christmas tree balls. I love these classics most of all. And I like balls, in general. Sports balls, of course. And there’s Cinderella’s ball. And cotton balls. And cheese balls. And disco balls. Mom’s favorite balls belonged to our late dachsie, Vincent D’OGnofrio. They amused her to no end. Whenever Vinnie sped by the porch, she’d say, “His balls are so cute!” I should have painted them red and green for her for Christmas.

Tie o’ the Day is not hidden somewhere in this photograph. There are few excuses I accept from myself for not wearing or displaying a tie o’ some kind. But when I let the dogs out to potty yesterday morning, I saw this sunrise while standing on the patio. I actually forgot about ties for a brief time. I just stood there in my pj’s, in shock and gratitude. Hey, you don’t take time to grab a tie before you snap a pic like this. ☀️