Category: Bow Ties

Bow Tie o’ the Day be what’s called, appropriately, a floppy bow tie. And check out the steampunk necklace Suzanne gave me. Its gears actually turn. I like to be especially stylin’ when we go out shopping for things we don’t really need. But shopping’s fun. But Suzanne needs to wear fluorescent clothes from now on when we’re out being consumers. Since she lost a ton (really 65 pounds), I lose her in store aisles. I look, but sometimes I’m looking for the old Suzanne. 🛒

Bow Ties o’ the Day are throwing out a challenge. Guess the number of Bow Ties! Bow Ties and I were cleaning the refrigerator, and it occurred to us: The fridge is the contest place! They gathered around and hopped onto shelves wherever they could fit. They pushed and shoved and bit each other, jockeying for prime spots from which to be seen by the camera. You should have heard the chorus of “CHEESE” when I snapped the pic. 🧀 📸 Those bow ties can belt it out!

My mini keg, as I call it, holds 100 ounces of Diet Coke. Bow Ties o’ the Day asked permission to dive into the empty keg to see how many bow ties could fit inside. I asked them to guesstimate how many of them could fit, and their estimates were between 10 and 50. So in they jumped, until the mini keg was brimming. The actual count? 27. And now I need a drink. Specifically, I need 100 ounces of Diet Coke. Hop out, Bow Ties! 🥛