Day: August 10, 2018

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Humans Do Not Run This House

Ties o’ the Day– and Skitter– were the first to put their butts on the reclining loveseat that came to live with us this morning. All I did was walk the delivery dudes to the door, and by the time I got back to the living room to try out this new piece o’ furniture, these selfish things were already seated and asleep. Dang! I’m the one who’s supposed to take it easy for a couple more months! I would feel differently about it if Ties and Skitter had chipped in a buck or two or a thousand to pay for the loveseat. Quite frankly, I feel used. Really, though, my behind is just jealous and can’t wait for Ties and Skitter to wake up, so it can have a very long turn at reclining. I thought about dragging the furniture-hoggers off the thing, but I was taught to let sleeping dogs– and sleeping ties–lie. I was raised right. I was not raised in a barn. I was raised in a bee warehouse. 🛋 🐝

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It Wasn’t Sunday Brunch. It Was Thursday Chow.

Wood lobster Bow Tie o’ Last Night clawed its way to STELLA GRILL with us. We had to be in SLC to finalize and pay for our upcoming flooring installation, so we figured we’d eat a bite at yet another restaurant where we’ve never eaten before. Also, a decades-long pal of Suzanne is the chef there. Despite Bow Tie’s presence, I didn’t order lobster. But that’s only because it’s not on the STELLA menu. Bow Tie’s claws open and close, so I sort of demonstrated it to you by pulling one of the claws open wide before snapping this photo. And hey, the hat I’m wearing has become my fave hat of the summer, as evidenced by the fact that it seems to be showing up in these pics quite often. I used to think these flat-billed caps were stoopid, and then I found this hat. I liked its colors, so– true to my daily adventures in Clash Fashion– I added it to my pile o’ hats. Once I tried it, I liked it. It’s kinda interesting how much what we wear can influence our attitude as we move through our day. For example, I’ve been pajama-ing almost 24/7 for the last six weeks, and I think it has helped me to stay relaxed– which is what I’m supposed to be doing. To keep my fashion spirits up while I’m on medical house-arrest, I rotate different pj’s frequently, and I mix up my pj’s so they clash. We should all probably try more things; expand our boundaries; push our way out of the envelope; bust through the walls of the box; ignore the supposed-to’s; and mix it up. Get this party started!! You’ll see new possibilities in yourself. And you’ll see the world from perspectives you haven’t yet imagined– because the world will see new possibilities in you. I promise.