Witty & Wise Ties, Trivia & Lies
I disguised myself in this different Bow Tie o’ the Day and my hat when I got home from church in Provo. I sat reverently in church with my Sister Who Wishes To Remain Nameless (SWWTRN), as we gazed in great adoration at our Travis The Bishop. It was enriching. And then it got intense. A couple of people accosted us, welcoming us to the ward which isn’t our ward. My SWWTRN wondered why. I said, “To hell with us, it’s Bow Tie they want.” 🎀 ⛪
Bow Tie o’ the Day and Shirt o’ the Day exploded into eye-warping clash, and glasses Cufflinks o’ the Day helped me take in the smash-up. My sorta psychedelic style makes it easier for Suzanne to find me in store aisles when I wander away like I’m a toddler. We were shopping at AT HOME, and thirty minutes ago, I snuck out and drove home. When she texts me for my whereabouts in the store, I’ll drive back and sneak inside. She’ll never know I was gone.
Flash drive Cufflinks o’ the Day remind us to back-up our computer documents regularly. I tried a new move on the desktop yesterday, and I lost some writing. Ugh! Suzanne can maybe fix it: she’s got skills. When I screw up something, I inform Suzanne– in a sheepish, hesitant voice– “I did a thing.” Whenever I say it, I briefly see a petrified look cross her face, which I’m pretty sure means she’s wondering if I’m gonna say, “I slipped up and had a drink.” Nope. 🥛
Bow Tie o’ the Day is a new addition to my collection. Its title is BARCELONA. I’m wearing Tie Clip o’ the Day on my shirt because tie clips don’t go on bow ties. But there’s a theme here: Tie Clip came to me, from Suzanne, all the way from Barcelona. In 1986, Suzanne studied in Spain, where she saw this elegant tie clip. I have no doubt she said in her head, “This has Helen written all the heck over it.” She was right. As always. 😲 🎁
Bow Tie o’ the Day is upcycled from a bike inner tube, complete with air stem and puncture patch. Once, when I was a kid, my bell bottom pant leg got stuck in my bike chain. I couldn’t yank it out. I pondered about what to do. I decided to hustle home in my underwear. I guess a few townsfolk saw me running, and by the time I got home, two people had already called Mom to ask why I was running through town near-nekkid. 🚴♀️ 👖 #smalltownlife
It seems like Mom travels more now than when she still had her car keys and drove– very slowly– through the Delta universe. Bow Tie o’ the Day and Mom and I dressed up in springy, Eastery colors for an excursion to Fillmore, where I handed off Mom to Ron. Off they drove to their home in St. George. Big Helen fills any room she’s in, with stories and snort-laughter. Our house is emptier and quieter when she’s not visiting us. Our loss is Ron’s and Marie’s gain. ❤ 🐣
Tiny Tie o’ the Day creates a picture of clash-matching spring green. You’ll note Mom is sunglassing in the background. As long as Mom’s here, she will guest-star in our little tblog posts. She’s simply that cool. Mom is not just a role model. She is a model of hip-ness and groovy-osity. And, clearly, she’s a sunglasses model. Her old lady fashion choices have long been… interesting. But they’ve always been enjoyed by onlookers. She is especially fond of wearing wild, colorful, thick, soft socks. 🕶
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.
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!!!!!
Ascot o’ the Day is just the ticket. Drum set Cufflinks o’ the Day are helping me create some vibrations throughout the house for Suzanne. Suzanne is a medical oddity, and when her lithotripsied kidney stone shattered, stones moved up her kidney instead of down to be peed out. Her kidney stone doc told her that in order to get her stones moving, she’s gotta jump up and down and dance, and I’ve gotta pummel the side of her back. The solution is in the vibrations. 🥊