Bow-tied Labrador Bunny Bow Tie o’ the Day says HAVE A GRAND EASTER! NOW GO TO CHURCH! 💐
The Mystery Is Opened Unto Us
So what was in that illicit-drug-looking package I received? A kilo of Bow Ties/Ties o’ the Day and Cufflinks o’ the Day. 12 bow ties, 3 ties, and one set of cufflinks, to be precise. I made a good haul, eh? I can’t believe it all fit in there. Mom watched me be a happy camper as I opened it up. Opening it required a Swiss Army knife. When I looked at the package again, I decided it kinda resembled an Easter egg. Alas! No treats inside. Dang! 🍫 🥚
Got Stories? Mom Does. Many Stories. Very Many.
Mom’s back from Mercedes’ to hang with us again. I think I’ve figured out why Mom wears her sunglasses in my house, even when she naps. I believe it’s cuz yellow Bow Tie o’ the Day sports blinding, blingy sequins. Mom says she likes Bow Tie though, so I’ll keep it on. Mom mostly lounges through her days now. She doesn’t read books, or put together puzzles. I asked her if she gets bored. She said she can’t get bored because she has so many memories to remember.
Ties Arrive
Bow Ties/Ties, and Cufflinks o’ the Day fill this fat package. Trust me. I heard a knock at the door, and FedEx gives me this odd package, which I must sign for. The package is an unusual shape. It’s a foot long, and it’s wrapped in an entire roll of packing tape. I’ve watched enough drug-crime shows to know this resembles a kilo of illicit drugs. Was I being set-up to be arrested? I mentioned it to the delivery chick, who looked at me suspiciously. Doh! 📦
Skitter Is So Very, Very Brave
Skitter got jealous of Bow Tie o’ the Day, and had to photo-bomb us. Bow Tie and I don’t mind. The ties worship Skitter, and I don’t mind dog kisses– as long as I can wash my face immediately after I get one. We’re so proud of Skitter when she dares to do ANYTHING. As an abused and abandoned dog, she is reticent to be noticed. She still rarely makes eye contact. It’s a bigly triumph for her to even sit beside us. 🐶 💋 And… Cufflinks o’ Peanuts!!!!!
A Lot Of 1980’s Music Is Actually Pretty Good
Pink feather Bow Tie o’ the Day caused a small stir in Suzanne’s kidney stone doctor’s office. Even the doctor marveled at its fantastabulous-ness. And although the doc’s smart and cordial, he strikes me as a humorless fuddy-duddy. But bow ties make even the most stoic people smile. I’m extremely careful not to spill Diet Coke (or anything else) on Bow Tie’s feathers. I’m not a food/drink spiller often, but when I spill, it’s always on something expensive and un-cleanable. 🙀 Cufflinks o’ the Day are 80’s boomboxes. 📻
Suzanne’s Still Straining For Sand
Suzanne’s sweater gives us Bow Ties o’ the Day. Suzanne does everything she can to hog these tblog posts. In fact, she’s the star of the show wherever she goes. I know, I know– you’d think I and my screaming shirts, ties, and ‘links would be the center of attention. But no, it’s Suzanne who draws the gawkers. She also draws the kidney stones. Today, her doc said she still has a kidney full of ’em. Apparently, her lithotripsy was a blast, but not a complete solution. 🙀 😸
Paisley Is, As Paisley Does
The only thing better than paisley– style-wise– is a paisley and wood combination, like this Bow Tie o’ the Day. Pizza cutter Cufflinks o’ the Day make this clashy get-up even more fab. If pizza’s on the menu– and it always is– no matter how crappy your day might be, it’s not a total loss if a pizza knocks on your door just in time for dinner. I sometimes make what I call UGLY PIZZA. I press the dough into whatever jagged shape it wants to be.
What A Sad Clown I Am
Wood Bow Tie o’ the Day is attempting to make me smile, as are harlequin-patterned ‘Links o’ the Day. Although I am harlequin-esque and clownish, I’m a sad jester this morning. Mom is off to Ogden, to spend a few days with my sister, Betty. I often call Betty “Mercedes.” She’s never liked her name, and she mentioned liking the name “Mercedes.” We kids are listed on Mom and Dad’s headstone. I taped the name MERCEDES over BETTY once when she visited the grave. Mom loved it.
The House Gets Quiet, With Mom Here
Bow Tie o’ the Day is a true butterfly style bow tie. I have only a couple of these. But, of course, I’ll rectify that little hole in my collection. I declared a Pajama Day, in honor of Mom, who gets out of her nightie and duster (her uniform) only to go to Red Lobster. But she doesn’t really do that anymore. Here, she’s sleeping away the morning. She still has the energy to laugh at my constant antics. But she tells her own stories less often. 😢