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 Ties Are Born From Anything You Can Think Of
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
Perhaps I’m Hiding A Checkered Past
Tie o’ the Day punctuates the spiffiness of my all-CHECKS, all-day duds. I wrote CHECKS to pay bills this afternoon, which meant I had to find the CHECKbook and CHECK the bank balance. I’ve CHECKED to see how Mom’s doing. I CHECKED the mail. I CHECKED-off things on my honey-do list. I CHECKED the oil in Hombre. I CHECKED my blood pressure. I even ate CHEX mix. If only I could figure out a way to wear a CHECKerboard. But hey, the day ain’t over yet. 🤡
A Happy Rockefeller. And Ties! Glorious Ties!
I’m feeling rich, so Bow Tie o’ the Day sports a bling-y second bow tie and corner points. When I say I’m rich, I don’t mean in the wallet way. I mean “rich” in the blessings way. A cozy house with big windows, an old jalopy of a truck, and my fancy ties. Among other things. And I have my Suzanne. I can’t begin to express how rich she makes my life– even though she says this hat makes my head look like it’s wearing a condom. 🙄
You Can Build A Skyscraper With Those Cufflinks
Green, polka-dotted Bow Tie o’ the Day complements lime-green Lego Cufflinks o’ the Day, as we build-up to St. Paddy’s. Bow Tie Hat is a sign that after the recent almost-warmth, the temperature is falling. Thus, my Spock ear is freezing, yet again. This winter has been a tease, temperature-wise. It’s not like there have been days toasty enough to endure nude sunbathing on the patio or on the deck. But the temperature has occasionally been unseasonably warm enough to cause me to contemplate the silly idea. ⛱ ☀
Keep Your Paws Off This Clash, And Don’t Stare Directly At It
Bow Ties/Tie o’ the Day add their panache to the clash-a-rama of my entire get-up. The hot-ness of this sexy outfit is undeniable. Thus, my fire extinguisher Cufflinks o’ the Day are absolutely necessary for my safety, and for the safety of passers-by. Skitter nearly went up in flames when she nuzzled against my shouting duds. The scene was like an Old West shoot-out. Skitter almost got singed, so I drew my trusty fire extinguishers. I shot that spark dead! Skitter’s wisely keeping her skittish distance. 🔥
Notice Them, And Thank Them. Everywhere.
Bow Tie o’ the Day celebrates International Women’s Day, which shouldn’t be just one day. It should be a 24/7, 365 party. Alkaline battery Cufflinks o’ the Day remind us to thank and honor the energized women around us, who care for us and build us up throughout our lives. These women are so constantly present that we sometimes forget to appreciate them. It seems as if sometimes we don’t even see them in the foreground/background, helping and encouraging us to become stupendous, moral, fascinating people. See them. 👁
Can You Spell “Leprechaun”?
It’s the green neckwear’s fave time of year. Tie o’ the Day begins our meandering to St. Paddy’s Day, and my Hat o’ the Day lends a hand. Feel the verdant clash happen! If you haven’t driven across Ireland, you must go. If you like tasting a multitude of beers, you REALLY must go. Irish cuisine is horrible, but I don’t recommend you fast for your entire vacation. Instead, I recommend you eat Banoffee Pie every meal. It’s basically layers of bananas, chocolate, and toffee. Yummerful! 🍌 🍫 🍽
Just Say YES To Hat Control For Suzanne
I’m cozied-up in my pajamas, and my cold ears are wearing a hat Suzanne crocheted. I get compliments on the hat, but its floppiness ain’t me. CAUTION: Although Suzanne crochets wondrous hats, DO NOT ALLOW HER TO PUT ANY HAT ON HER HEAD! Your eyes will never recover. Her noggin isn’t misshapen or anything, but here’s the math: Suzanne + hat = LOOK AWAY!!! We’re watching LIVE PD tonight. That’s our go-to, weekend Date Night activity. LIVE PD is also the reason for these Cufflinks o’ the Day: handcuffs!