Category: Ties

You’re not seeing double. These are two Ties o’ the Day in one post. We’ve got snowflakes, and leaping deer, and we’ve got Frosty melting away. Hot chocolate does sound good, doesn’t it? When Mom’s eating at The Rancher, the waitresses don’t even have to ask her what she wants to drink. It’s always hot chocolate. And then I always tell them she wants them to spice it up with a little Bailey’s Irish cream liquor. She then adds, “You bet I do!” ☕️

Our love seat full o’ Ties o’ the Day illustrates a dilemma I’m having. How am I gonna wear and post all these holiday ties by X-mas? One side of the seat holds the twelve holiday ties I’ve already worn. On the other side are the rest. Note that I’m not including any bow ties, just regular ties. Your mission, if you choose to accept it, is to guess how many holiday ties I still have to wear in the next month or so. 👔 🎄

Invasion o’ the Ho’s! During the holidays, Ho’s are everywhere. Even on Tie o’ the Day. I mean, think about it: every person you run into has at least three Ho’s. I declare that to be a good thing, no matter what anyone might say about it, or how they might judge you. Ho’s enjoy Christmas presents and Christmas parties and Christmas feasts too. Remember to keep your Ho’s close to you, wherever you go and whatever you do this holiday season.

Bow Tie o’ the Day aids me in gathering our few X-mas decorations. We aren’t big seasonal decor people. We do have three Charlie Brown X-mas trees. This is the tiniest. Having said we aren’t big on decorating for holidays, I have to admit that at The Pub, I had a window by my table, and I decorated it for every occasion. Especially for the football season. I miss my daily Pub ritual, and I’m still searching for a similar venue here. There’s nothing like the Pub.

Guess what I got for Christmas? Suzanne got me these black/white/silver Ties o’ the Day. Suzanne doesn’t usually buy ties for me, cuz it’s impossible for anyone besides me to know which ties I already own. We went shopping, and she found these ties she liked. She checked with me to see if they were repeats. They were not, so she’s happy. But she won’t let me have them until X-mas. She likes to wrap my presents and have them sit around taunting me. Naughty Suzanne. 🎄 🎁 🤶

Bow Tie o’ the Day presents penguins galore. A day without a penguin, is a day without a penguin. Suzanne said I can give away this jacket, so off I drove in my overflowing truck to D. I. yesterday. Hey, don’t put that on your Saturday to-do list. Get this: 26 cars ahead of me! I’m not the busiest person, but that isn’t how I wanted to spend my Saturday afternoon. I drove home in my still-full-of-donations sleigh, and I ate all the pb cookies. 🍪 🥛

Tie o’ the Day’s got gaudy gold bling goin’ on. Flashy is, as flashy does. When I wrap presents, it looks like I’m the one who wrapped the presents. Not good. Wrapping is just more craftiness for which I have no aptitude. Oh, I still wrap gifts. It’s just best that someone warns you beforehand not to panic when you are presented with a wrapped gift from me. I am a dandy gift-picker-outer, just not a competent packager of the booty I give you. 🎁

Even neckwear forgets stuff. This romantic Tie o’ the Day appropriately accompanied us to Ogden for a wedding reception last night, but the little beast forgot to take a photo of the stupendous occasion for you. This is our “re-enactment,” starring Tie as me; crochet hooks as Suzanne; and the two-peas-in-a-pod salt and pepper shakers as the bride and groom. While you enjoy this layout, we’re going back to bed to sleep off our cheesecake and red velvet cake hangover. 🍰 👰 🤵

As you can see, Tie o’ the Day and I am occasionally adding the flipped-up collar to my clash fashion look. I tried it, and I liked it. So sue me! Anyhoo….Tie illustrates my desire to buy a motorcycle. But Suzanne forbids it, even though I promised to wear my bike helmet when I ride. I’d be a Helen’s Angel. Maybe Mom would join my gang o’ riders. I would let only Helen’s join my club. Wow, I get big ideas! It makes me ME. 🏍 🛵 🚲 🛴

Bow Tie o’ the Day tops off my gussied-up-in-a-suitcoat look, with its BAD SANTA. My handy, candy cane pocket square and my red Solo cup lapel pin properly accessorize. Suzanne has forbidden me to D.I. this jacket. But I’m downsizing, so some clothes must go away ASAP. Don’t get me wrong: the shimmery deep blue color and the silky texture make this jacket a keeper. But I can’t keep ’em all. I’m over my limit. I’m thinking of it as a kind of catch-and-release program. 🐟 🚣‍♀️