Not-Tie o’ the Day. Father’s Day and Dad’s birthday were this month. I had a difficult time posting about him this year. Dad’s been gone 10 years, and I still miss his bald head. This pic of my beekeeper dad was snapped long before I was born. I’ve titled it, ST. RON OF THE BEES. I don’t remember what I was being punished for as a kid once, but Dad kicked my butt with his work boots. He did it so softly only my pride got hurt.
Compelled To Proclaim It
Bow Tie o’ the Day exudes affection– for Suzanne, who I am infinitely grateful for. Suzanne is the coolest, smartest, funniest, silliest, kindest, cutest, patient-est, generous-est, surprising-est person I’ve ever met. We probably all think the same about the person we love. In fact, it occurs to me that if you don’t feel those things about your person, you shouldn’t be hooked-up with them at all. Don’t settle for anyone except your soulmate. I didn’t. I married up, as they say. I got beyond what I deserve.