This would be a knee-slappin’ story, but I can’t tell it right now. I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to tell it on TIE O’ THE DAY. But if I could, you’d guffaw so hard you’d snort your drink right out your nose and onto whatever techno gadget you’re reading this post on. So I’m sorry to tease y’all, but you’ll just have to wonder about what I did. Let it suffice to say that my Tie o’ the Day is telling you I am currently residing in the proverbial doghouse. I did a thing. And it didn’t work out as planned. I miscalculated. It was a hilarious thing, but it turned into a mess. I’m laughing about it already, but I’m trying to play it down a bit around Suzanne. She’s not seeing the humor yet. I know she and I will laugh about it together someday. And I hope y’all will laugh about it too. But today is not that day. If I had a tail, it would be contritely between my legs. I will content myself with the non-comforts of the doghouse this weekend, I’m sure.
