Leaving, Not On A Jet Plane

Bow Tie o’ the Day isn’t happy we’re leaving St. George. Back to the rat race. Mom’s riding with us for part of our trek. We’re dropping her off in Oak City so she can visit her sister for the day, until Ron and Marie pick her up on their way home from Boise. They’ll be back here, where they can look at this jersey on their wall. Their son, Ron, played minor league baseball for a decade. He ended his career in The Bigs, with the Mariners. ⚾

This Sew Ain’t Unusual

Bow Tie o’ the Day and I are simply used to it by now. We drive five hours to Dixie– to Mom-sit and vacay– and Suzanne drags her sewing machine along. She’s working on a quilt, and I guess it couldn’t wait a few days until we return home. To be fair, crafting/sewing of any kind is like a vacation for Suzanne. She vacations to Craftville almost every evening. I have never seen the surface of our dining table because it’s covered with sewing machines, and with every crafty, sew-y thingamabob sold at JOANN’S and MOM’S CRAFTS.

Mom’s On Deck

Bow Tie o’ the Day tried mightily, but the deck is as close as we could get Mom to the pool. I guess she won’t be skinny-dipping. She’d rather watch us swim, and watch Skitter sunbathe. Maybe next visit Mom’ll dive in. Of course, she’ll have to have her walker bob with her. 🏊‍♀️ 🐕 Because we’ve been trying to entice Mom into the pool, and we had a massage this morning, Bow Tie and I are late posting. I’m sure you were all worried we would never, ever post again. 😜

BACON Is Never A Bad Word

Bacon Tie o’ the Day needs no words. Mom and I talked today about “bad words”– the words we weren’t allowed to say around her when we were kids. For Mom, the B-word was BRAT. The F-word was FART. The S-word was SHUT UP. The D-word was DUMB– as in, you never call someone DUMB. We could use her G-word, which was GADFREE. Of course, we couldn’t use the “real” bad words either. But, really– I ask you: How does a little kid not say FART?

Mom Knows The Score

Bow Tie o’ the Day chilled with us inside the house, cuz the wind o’ St. George gusted so mightily that I thought we were actually in Delta. Thus, no splashing in the pool. I tapped out a post. Suzanne cut quilt squares. Mom dozed in front of Game 1 of the NBA Finals. When I raised the iPhone to snap our mugs, Mom fretted, “I don’t have my face on!” But I have a rule: Mom must be in post pics, whenever possible. I snapped her face in shadows, and she was pleased with it.

We Gotta Be Who And What We Be

I’ve worn out Bow Tie o’ the Day and Skitter with my various eccentricities today. I tend to be a boisterous presence– with my tie collection; my opinions; my vibes about the future; and every joke that pops into my head. I have a bigly presence, but I don’t try to create one. You’re the judge of whether my circus is negative or positive, but I spent an entire decade of my life being quiet, which means I was basically somebody I’m not. I’m making up for that lost decade. 🗣

Mom Zonked Out

 

I wanted to show y’all a pic of Mom skinny-dipping at midnight last night, but she fell asleep early. We’ll work on persuading her to stay up long enough to do it under the cover of night tonight. Meanwhile, this Bow Tie o’ the Day photo appears to be from 50’s Day in high school. My fave thing about this pic is not Bow Tie o’ the Day, as one would expect. No, my fave thing is the pack of candy cigarettes rolled up in the sleeve of my t-shirt. 🚬

Mom And St. George Go Together

I have promised to teach Bow Tie o’ the Day the finer points of swimming, particularly the butterfly stroke. I think it’ll be easily doable since Bow Tie is butterfly-style. Ron and Marie are heading out-of-town to a grandson’s high school graduation, so we are down in Dixie, Mom-sitting for a few days. Yup, we Mom-sat her at our place last week, and we’re with her again– this time at her home pool. Our goal here is to get Mom to skinny-dip. And it wouldn’t surprise us if she really did. 🏊 😜

Suzanne Looks Good In Clown Polka Dots

I suggested Suzanne wear Bow Tie o’ the Day and Hat o’ the Day when getting her photo taken at work. She didn’t listen, so I fixed the pic for you viewers o’ the post. Last night, at the Best of Davis Awards ceremony, Suzanne received an engraved crystal bowl; a few bucks; and a Congressional Recognition certificate from Rep. Chris Stewart. Award recipients and their escorts were treated to a swell dinner, and a private showing of SOLO. And……free sodas and popcorn!!!!! G’job, Suzanne! 👏🏻 🥗 🍿 📽

Suzanne Tries To Fix What’s Not Working In Education

Bow Tie o’ the Day is going to a fancy bash tonight, where Suzanne will receive an award for her extraordinary work as an administrator for the Davis School District. She has so many responsibilities that all her job titles don’t fit on her new business cards. That is not hyperbole. That’s true. I seriously think she runs the entire DSD. I’m so proud of her. She was an award-winning teacher, and is now an award-winning administrator. The students are her first priority. She is their staunchest ally. 🏆 👩‍🎓