Category: Hairs

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Another Dang Pandemic Hairs Thursday

Magnetic Wood Bow Tie o’ the Day is from a new batch of t-shirt bow ties which recently showed up in my mailbox. It’s very foliage-y. My pandemic hairs weren’t up for posing too wildly today—just wildly enough, so I went with the rubber band head-top ponytail.

I had to go to the pharmacy at Dick’s Market this afternoon, and yet again I forgot I had a Pandemic Hairs Thursday hairdo going on when I hatless-ly left the house. And yet again, my pharmacist seemed extra amused during our visit. I had no idea why she was so extra amused by my presence today, until I noticed my pandemic hairs shadow when I was getting into Vonnegut Grace Vibe to go back home.

My shadow looked like I was flipping a fluffy bird to the world with my head hairs. I really wasn’t trying for that look. However, I guess we all sort of feel like sending that message on occasion. If that’s the message you want to send, this just might be the right pandemic hairdo for you.

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Impossible To Un-see

So I took a few days off from creating TIE O’ THE DAY, and I always feel guilty when I skip posting. It’s not like this is a “real” job, but it has its pressures. I’m no bigly deal, but I know I have readers here and there who panic when they don’t get their TIE O’ THE DAY fix. I hear from them, and they are loud. Mostly, if they haven’t seen me post for a few days, they are concerned I might have flipped my bipolar lid and gotten into a troubled state o’ mind, or they wonder if the remaining 1/3 of my pancreas—my Hanky Panky—is still working. I feel double guilt when I’ve put someone into a worry about me, and then it feels impossible for me to return to my posting.

I can be a funny and observant gal, but there’s a constant pressure with TIE O’ THE DAY to share my love o’ neckwear, and to write clever and wise anecdotes and stories to entertain and occasionally enlighten y’all with each post. Sometimes, I can’t even explain what TIE O’ THE DAY is supposed to be. It’s a project which is always evolving. Sketched green Bow Tie o’ the Day presents this photo of the music artist, Rina Sawayama as proof of said evolution. I was simply flipping through a magazine this morning, and I saw this photo. Of course, I immediately said to myself, “Self, this has to show up in TIE O’ THE DAY.” And here it is. I want this hairdo. I must have it.

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Pandemic Hairs Thursday: Sharing Kindness

On a daily basis, there are lots of things being said and done out in the world which Skitter and I find disappointing, chaotic, and generally not nice. We have chosen to live by a few truths that assist us in making our way through life relatively unscathed by the malarkey being so proudly spat by destructive hooligans we occasionally encounter in our realm. Chief among our values is KINDNESS. And one of the bigly truths of how kindness works is that the only way to live kindness is to share it. It is impossible to be a kind soul if you’re only kind to yourself. It is also impossible to be a kind soul if you don’t put kindness into action. Feeling kind, or thinking kind thoughts, is completely ineffective. You must share kindness, in order to keep yourself kind.

Anyhoo… On today’s Pandemic Hairs Thursday, I decided to reinforce to Skitter the value of KINDNESS. I asked her if she would share one of her new Ties o’ the Day with me. She was glad to share it. And I asked her if she wanted me to share some of my Pandemic Hairs o’ the Day with her. I mean—I have an excess of hairs I’m not using right now. She relished the idea of temporarily having long hair. Despite how miserable she looks in these photos, she was giddy. Skitter and I just sat around in the loveseat for part of the afternoon, sharing her ties and my hairs with each other. We both agreed that even simple, near-effortless acts of kind can enrich us beyond measure. To perform acts of kindness is a revolutionary idea.

Be kind, y’all. Commit to kindness. Kindness goes with whatever you’re wearing.

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More Experiments With Pandemic Hairs Thursday

I don’t have time to explain it right now. Wood flag Bow Tie o’ the Day doesn’t either. Let me just say that while I was putting together this afternoon’s Pandemic Hairs Thursday post, I was attacked by an air force of wasps that were living in my truck. And since I am allergic to most insect stings and bites, I think it wise to go jab my EpiPen into my thigh before I can’t breathe anymore. And maybe I’ll visit the nearest ER. I’ll report back to you tomorrow, I’m sure. No worries, folks. I always get good stories to share out of my death-defying adventures. And yes, I have no doubt these pandemic hairs are what angered the wasps into attacking me in the first place.

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A Pandemic Hairs Thursday

Seahorses Bow Tie o’ the Day is a little scared by my pandemic hairs. This is how I would look with pandemic hairs if I ever lost my eyebrow tweezers. Within a week’s time, I would be a bow tied unibrow. The only thing worse than having to live with my pandemically challenged uncut head hairs would be if I had to live with my pandemically challenged uncut head hairs PLUS a unibrow. Ain’t nobody wanna see that.

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My Wordly Possessions Are Sometimes Odd

If you’re a regular reader of TIE O’ THE DAY, you know that I often use this forum to thank Suzanne for her patience with my off-beat whims. She comes home from slaving at her office to find things like bow ties hanging from the chandelier-y light fixture, or a tie “stripping” on the lamp pole. I could go on and on. She comes upon little neckwear scenes all through the house. I tell her to ignore what she sees. “It’s a TIE O’ THE DAY thing,” I tell her, before she even mentions anything about whatever it is. But, by now, she already knows that’s the case.

Once again, Suzanne deserves my gratitude. Why? Because yesterday, under the stairs, I found my 2012 Presidential Candidates Chia pets. I gleefully dragged Romney and Obama out onto the dining table, where they will likely sit, unboxed, in all their Chia glory until after the upcoming election. I fully intend to grow their plant-y “hairs.” I will be seeding and watering their Chia heads as per the instructions. I hope the Chia seeds will still work. They are at least 8 years old, of course.

Suzanne won’t complain about the non-talking heads on the table. She will simply work around the Chia heads’ presence in the house where they will be visible to anyone who is here. Obviously, I will post TIE O’ THE DAY updates on Romney’s and Obama’s Chia growth. Perhaps the plant hairs’ growth will somehow predict the outcome of the 2020 Presidential Election. To be fair, I made sure my Bow Tie o’ the Day is covered in red-white-and-blue donkeys and elephants. Stay tuned.

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Still Wanna Hug My Mother. Right Now!

Giving Mom a hug has been on my mind all day, so slides of her are what y’all get here. I know that if you’ve met Mom, you adore her, so that works out well for all of us.

In the first picture, my brother Ron shows up in his Bow Tie o’ the Day again. It’s a dapper outfit. I think the baby Mom’s holding in one of the photos is my brother, Rob. The picture of Mom eating on the porch in her slippers is a gem, but my personal fave photo here is of Mom fishing in her curlers. That’s one thing I’ve never done in my life. I must put it on my Bucket List. Note to self: Buy curlers and fishing pole.

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Pandemic Hair Was Inevitable

Got barber scissors? Tie o’ the Day has plenty.

Remember two years ago when I was growing out my hairs because y’all voted for me to grow it out for a whole 12 months? And remember when my hairs got so hideous that I created Hairs Thursday here, so you could see whatever hairsdo I could muster at that point? Well, I am inadvertently at it again. My last hairscut was at the beginning of February, right before we visited Nashville and then went into pandemic mode. I’m like Mom: I am picky about who cuts my hairs. In Centerville, I refuse to have anyone but Miss Tiffany do the honors, and she has not yet been available to chop my locks and shave the right half of my noggin hairs.

It seemed like Hairs Thursday’s were a success in the TIE O’ THE DAY chuckle department, so I’m gonna do them again for however long it takes Miss Tiffany to fit me in for my shearing.