Witty & Wise Ties, Trivia & Lies
This face o’ mine just woke up, and we can all see it. Tie o’ the Day reminds us to make bigly plans for Valentine’s Day ASAP. The countdown is on! Cufflinks o’ the Day are expressing the fact that I miss pro and college football already. May the Utes prevail this year, as opposed to sucking last year. If BYU wins too, I’ll be okay with that. I seriously have to pack for our Monterey adventure today. And yes, I’ve chosen the ties for the trip. ✈
Tie o’ the Day has a couple of munchkin tie friends: Cufflinks o’ the Day. Three ties are absotively better than one, or even two. Wearing more than one tie at a time is like underlining AND italicizing the fact that you are a true tie aficionado. It’s clear what I’m into. If only I could somehow wear pages of poetry to show my adoration for magically written words. All my tattoos (except for my bee tat) are words, so I guess that sorta counts. 📃
Tie o’ the Day felt my “meh” today, so I wasn’t alone. I’ve got a sure-fire shake-up-the-funk thing I do to get me out of my blah. I drive my rode-hard ’98 Hombre west to find a washboard road. I crank up the music and barely creep along. Love me my truck. I hope I die before it dies. Shout out to Sahara Motors. Russ sold Hombre to me on a handshake in 2001, even though I was broke. Integrity pays. ‘Links tell me Hombre needs bikini-clad-women mudflaps.
The only thing better than a bow tie made of wood or a mustache made of whatever, is something that presents both icons on stage together. Bow Tie o’ the Day conquers that monumental task. It is a stupendously entertaining member of my collection. Hey, sorry you have to look up my nostrils, but this angle best showed off the old school, rotary phone Cufflinks o’ the Day. Note: Today, I picked up some zingy Rudolph ‘links for wearing with the ties o’ Christmas this year. 🦌 👔 🎄
Suzanne wanted chicken chowder crock potted. I threw in the ingredients and started it cooking, and double-checked the recipe. Everything was in the pot, including the half-and-half the recipe said not to add until the chowder is done. We might be eating chicken clabber instead of chicken chowder for dinner. I figured I should get some chore done right today, so I threw on Tie o’ the Day and have been organizing books and culling files. I ran out of paperclips and considered using my ‘Links. 🍲
Tie o’ the Day both clashes and matches Shirt o’ the Day. ‘Links are keeping us on the V-Day trail. Here’s a secret Suzanne will disown me for telling: One year, she forgot Valentine’s Day. And then the next month, she forgot my birthday. She wishes I’d forget those things happened. Suzanne is normally thoughtful, but she had been extremely busy at work. But still,….. She felt guilty down to the toes of her soul. So she bought me a car. Guilt is good! 😏 🚗
Tie o’ the Day is the first Valentine’s tie of this month. Don’t fret: I don’t have as many V-Day ties as X-mas ties. The red hearts and lips on these bears’ “clothing” make my day. I’ll even use the word CUTE to describe the loving beasts. And I abhor the word CUTE. But I gotta call ’em as I see ’em. And I’m decked out in Cufflinks o’ the Day for Fish Friday. Fishsticks were my fave school lunch entrée. I outgrew them, thanks. 🍣
Gorgeous Bow Tie o’ the Day was created with authentic peacock feathers; therefore, it is the most expensive tie in my collection. Suzanne must never find out its price. In fact, my tie collection is the sole reason we have separate bank accounts. If she only knew. I’m sure she knows, but all couples do that thing where you know what your spouse is up to, but you both agree to pretend you don’t. (Cufflinks are a bottle opener and a bottle cap.) 🍼 🎓