It’s that time of year! The Oscars are only a few weeks away, so I’ve once again been trying on glamorous gowns for my walk down the Red Carpet to the Oscars ceremony. This dress feels a bit drafty, but the outfit’s headwear has me mesmerized. I don’t think I could wear the “hat” in the limousine— unless I sit directly under the limo’s open sunroof. I can totally see myself doing that.
Ruler and protractor Bow Tie o’ the Day is honored to be nominated to maybe possibly perchance be worn by me to the bigly movie star extravaganza.
I calculate that I should try on a few more gowns before making a final decision. My fashion choices are seen in my posts by hordes of important people, and I don’t want to let anyone down. I have a fashion reputation to uphold, you know. It’s exhausting to be so famous.
Last weekend, Suzanne and I ventured out to a comedy show. I thought my Prince-Albert-in-a-can Bow Tie o’ the Evening was absolutely appropriate for a comedic adventure.
We all had a swell time listening to the hilarious Paula Poundstone, whose turning and twisting observations were spot-on. I went on a principled strike, refusing to take pix at the event because Paula was not wearing a tie! I have watched her perform on tv since the late 80’s, and in every performance I saw, she was wearing a tie. But on the one night I— the TIE O’ THE DAY tblogger, and constant wearer o’ ties— paid to see Paula Poundstone perform in person, she didn’t wear a tie. It broke my heart a little. But she did wear a tuxedo, and she fiddled with her collar enough when she came onto the stage that I felt like she was realizing she had forgotten to tie one on, so to speak. I forgave her, but I still didn’t take any pictures. My tie feelings were hurt, for each and every tie I own. I’m almost completely over the snub to ties everywhere.
Life can be difficult. Small things and bigly things can grab us and throw us off track. Even things we have under control can have uncertain outcomes. We stumble, we fall, we get hurt. Bad things happen to us all. Stuff happens. That’s life.
If we’re lucky folks, when we find ourselves in an existential jam, we have our people to help us out: friends, family, Good Samaritans, and dogs. And we have ourselves. We forget to tap into our strengths. Most of you are up to the task of helping others, but are you up to the task of saving yourself? The answer to our dilemmas is mostly in our ability to help ourselves. Take care of yourself every day. Be kind to yourself. You’re no good to anyone else if you’re falling apart inside and out.
