Witty & Wise Ties, Trivia & Lies
I have promised to teach Bow Tie o’ the Day the finer points of swimming, particularly the butterfly stroke. I think it’ll be easily doable since Bow Tie is butterfly-style. Ron and Marie are heading out-of-town to a grandson’s high school graduation, so we are down in Dixie, Mom-sitting for a few days. Yup, we Mom-sat her at our place last week, and we’re with her again– this time at her home pool. Our goal here is to get Mom to skinny-dip. And it wouldn’t surprise us if she really did. 🏊 😜
I suggested Suzanne wear Bow Tie o’ the Day and Hat o’ the Day when getting her photo taken at work. She didn’t listen, so I fixed the pic for you viewers o’ the post. Last night, at the Best of Davis Awards ceremony, Suzanne received an engraved crystal bowl; a few bucks; and a Congressional Recognition certificate from Rep. Chris Stewart. Award recipients and their escorts were treated to a swell dinner, and a private showing of SOLO. And……free sodas and popcorn!!!!! G’job, Suzanne! 👏🏻 🥗 🍿 📽
Bow Tie o’ the Day is going to a fancy bash tonight, where Suzanne will receive an award for her extraordinary work as an administrator for the Davis School District. She has so many responsibilities that all her job titles don’t fit on her new business cards. That is not hyperbole. That’s true. I seriously think she runs the entire DSD. I’m so proud of her. She was an award-winning teacher, and is now an award-winning administrator. The students are her first priority. She is their staunchest ally. 🏆 👩🎓
Dad’s own Tie o’ the Day honors him. This photo was snapped when he married Mom in 1948, two months after they graduated from DHS. Dad was smitten with Mom through the entire 59 years of their marriage. And it showed. Even people outside our family noticed it. And at his funeral, they told us they had seen Dad’s eyes brighten whenever Mom entered a room. Dad’s example taught me to always openly express my affection to those I care about, so they can never doubt I love them. 🐝 🤗
Bee Pig Date Night was a success, but too short. Skitter was feeling sick, so we just went to dinner, then hurried home. I chose to wear a formal, black-tie Bow Tie o’ the Day, even though we went to a casual place, in Bountiful, called PLATES AND PALATES. Not PILATES. We only spent $35 of our Bee Pig’s $94.31, so we can can use the balance to have Part 2 of Bee Pig Date Night sometime this weekend. I hope we don’t just go to Costco for toilet paper. 🐝 🐷
Bee Pig coin bank wears Bow Tie o’ the Day, and we spent the morning together. I always put my end-of-the-day change into funky Bee Pig. When Bee Pig gets full, I roll the coins, then make a bank deposit. I wanted to do something different, so I’m declaring tonight Bee Pig Date Night. Whatever we decide to do, we cannot spend more than the total of Bee Pig’s coinage. Today’s total? $94.31. To make Bee Pig Date Night even more memorable, I’m actually gonna pay with rolled coins. 🐝 🐖
Tie o’ the Day accompanied me to the audiologist, where I was told the cochlear nerve in my right ear has neuropathy. This news means the nerve isn’t sending proper electrical impulses, and I’ll need to wear a hearing device. Forever. But my Spock ear works. My mission now is to make my earpiece post-worthy and otherwise hip. It must complement the neckwear. Perhaps I can make it a trend. Suzanne will be happy I can turn down the TV, and that my most spoken word isn’t “What?” 👂🏻
Suzanne, Bow Tie o’ the Day, and I sat on a bench, under a tree, outside her office building for lunch. SPLAAAT! A bird offering hit the middle of my iPhone screen. Perfect aim! (Get the disinfectant!) We found a couple of shaded rocks– the size of Suzanne’s kidney stones– to sit on for the duration. We glanced over the lawn and noticed this corndog-looking mushroom. Of course, I had to buy a corndog at the Chevron, then go back to photograph this. Bow Tie made me. 🤡
Bow Tie o’ the Day’s displaying Suzanne’s haul from the Kidney Stone Fairy’s visit. Suzanne has birthed around 75 stones, plus a yard of sand, in her life. She’s kept a collection, cuz her kidney docs ask to see them. With her fairy’s gift of pail, shovels, rake, and hoe, we’re going to make a beach in our back yard. Under Suzanne’s pillow, the Kidney Stone Fairy also left tickets for a beach trip to Dauphin Island, AL in September. I think the fairy did an ok job.
I insist Suzanne put her humongous kidney stone under her pillow tonight. (FYI She made this bee pillowcase.) She deserves a reward for creating a gemstone. Wood Bow Tie o’ the Day offered to protect our little bundle of prickly rock until the Kidney Stone Fairy replaces it with a treasure. This, of course, gives me a task, since I guess I’m the Kidney Stone Fairy. What is a piece of kidney gravel worth? What is an appropriate prize? I gotta think like the Kidney Stone Fairy. 🤔