We Can Tie This!

This afternoon, Tie o’ the Day and I biked around the feet πŸ‘£ of the foothills east of Centerville, getting used to the landscape surrounding our ONE permanent address. We’re used to living part-time in the desert boonies of D-ville, and we liked never running out of flat, hard, alkali dirt to tramp around on. The Delta sky gave me the impression I lived in a snow globe. Sweet! Under this more urban sky, we feel a bit off kilter sometimes. But ain’t it purty here, too? β›°Β πŸ‚Β πŸ»Β πŸŒˆ

Is My 2-Year Supply O’ Ties In The Pantry?

I snapped this pic of Bow Tie o’ the Day at a casino in Lake Tahoe. Elegant stemware, earrings included. Alas! I didn’t purchase ’em, cuz I already own a platoon of cups that filled most of the kitchen cupboards. I say “filled”, not “fill”, because Suzanne gave me THE LOOK—about my rowdy cups hogging the kitchen shelves. I deemed it wise to move ’em into the pantry. If she loses patience with the gaggle of ties overflowing our closet, I’ll pantry them as well. 🎩 🍷 🍸 THE LOOK scares me. πŸ˜±Β πŸ™€