If you wanna have one more handlebar mustache than Bow Tie o’ the Day presents, do this. I’m not positive I can ride my bike with my face this low, but I’ll try. My neighbors will be intrigued, but not surprised, if they see me doing it. They’ll appreciate the weirdness, then say to themselves, “Well, I guess she’s doing a new, interesting thing.” Then they’ll go back to their tasks. To them, my schtick is like the mountains outside our windows: just part of the splendor-y landscape. ⛰
A Bovine Tie Is Conceived
Myrt Gardner informed me June is National Dairy Month. She requested a tie post about it. I discovered I don’t own a tie covered in bovine-ness. I sent Suzanne to JOANN’s immediately, to buy some cow fabric. She’s promised to make me a cow tie for next June, so you’re seeing Tie o’ the Day o’ the Future. Here are my cow-print Sloggers, which are really garden shoes, but I wear a pair every day. I even have a chicken-print pair. And yes, I collect Sloggers too. 🐄 🥛 🧀