My Wallet Lost Weight

Bow Tie o’ one Day in Taos has been in my collection for almost two years, but I think this is the first time I have actually worn it. It was formed in hard plastic, on a 3D printer. It clips on to a shirt button. Very modern.

As Suzanne and I art gallery-hopped in Taos, we ran across this shop. Gems, fossils, jewelry, art pieces. I tried to point Suzanne in any other direction, and hope she didn’t see the place. Alas! She had seen the shop and was headed straight to its front door before I could distract her. I knew it would be my doom, and it was.

As we were perusing the jewelry, we came upon a section of amber creations. Suzanne said, “I love amber.” Now let me be clear to all you readers: I have known Suzanne since September of 1983, and I have never heard her say anything about feeling one way or the other about amber. I don’t think I’ve ever heard her even say the word “amber” in all those years— not even in reference to the amber crayon in the bigly Crayola crayon box.

But if she truly likes amber, there’s a lot of Suzanne-doesn’t-have-any-amber to make up for. Suzanne deserves whatever she wants, so before I could think logically with my wallet’s brain, I said, “Let me buy you some amber jewelry.” Slap my mouth, wouldja!

Long story, short. Suzanne picked out an amber pendant the same size as my truck engine. And she also walked away with two rings with amber stones— because she couldn’t decide which of the two rings she liked more. I think her inability to decide was a trick. And why do I think it was a trick? Because she found a nifty purse at another shop the same day, but she couldn’t decide between two different colors of the same purse. Yes, I got both of them for her. And it made me happy and poor to do it.

FYI for Suzanne only: I know you bought me stuff too while we were on vacay. My TIE O’ THE DAY readers know better than to think you are playin’ me for my millions. 😉

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We planned our vacay to Taos kinda last-minute, so we had slim pickins’ for our accommodations. Thus, our condo was not as bigly as we’d normally choose. It was nice, but tiny. We walked in the door to see nary a bed. And you know what that means: Murphy bed! It turned out to be relatively comfy. No complaints from us.

But Candy Corn Bow Tie On A Shelf o’ the Day had never seen such a thing as a Murphy bed before. To Bow Tie, it was an amusement park ride. When we were in the room, Bow Tie did nothing but open the doors, pull down the bed, jump on the bed, push up the bed, close the doors. Over and over and over again. Yes, I admit that on a few occasions I just put the bed up and closed the doors with Bow Tie still playing on it. We deserved a little peace, thank you very much.

I guess we can’t really complain about Bow Tie’s Murphy bed antics. Playing on a Murphy bed in Taos was a lot cheaper than spending a week in Disneyworld.