Gettin’ Hairs Cut

We had big plans for last Saturday night, but we needed our hairs cut before we went out. I donned my hairscuttin’ scissors Bow Tie o’ the Day, and off Suzanne and I went to Great Clips Saturday afternoon, to have our hairs hacked off by the wondrous and skillful Miss Tiffany. I put Suzanne in charge of directing Miss Tiffany in the cutting of my mop, and she was excited about that. Suzanne was very adamant about how she wanted each of my hairs, so Miss Tiffany got to see a bossy side of Suzanne she had never seen before.

I was kinda surprised Suzanne ordered the construction of what is basically one of my fave, go-to asymmetrical cuts. She says it’s one of her faves on me, so that works out dandy for both of us— since we’re the only people who have to spend a great deal of time being in the same vicinity as my hairs.

Of course, y’all have to see my hairs in posts daily, so sorry about that if you aren’t a fan of my half-bald head. But it could be worse: I could try to grow it out again. Be grateful every day that I won’t put any of us through that disaster again.

Current Events Are Funny

Our weekend began less than one second after Suzanne walked got home from the sweatshop Friday. We had dinner reservations in SLC at TIN ANGEL, which is located in a corner of the main entry to the Eccles Theater. The restaurant is truly a splendid place to sit and people-watch. We had groovy views of the street and the main lobby. My Day of the Dead Bow Tie o’ the Day couldn’t stop talking about how people can be weird when they go out on a Friday night. And Bow Tie didn’t mean us. People-watching is never dull.

Suzanne and I each ended up ordering— and enjoying— the same dish: spicy saffron salmon. When we were ready for dessert, I clamored for the bread pudding. Suzanne went with the chocolate torte, which was the slenderest slice of any dessert we had ever seen. Candy Corn Bow Tie On A Shelf o’ the Day had to wriggle out of my Saddle Purse to take a gander at the barely-there confection. Suzanne reported that the teeny tiny torte was yummy and worth it.

After dinner we headed into the theater for a taping of NPR’s WAIT, WAIT…DON’T TELL ME!— a hilarious radio show about the news of the week. It is normally taped in Chicago, so we’ve been patiently waiting for the show to haul its cast out to SLC for a performance, as it has done a handful of times. Finally! Bobcat Goldthwait was one of the show’s rotating panelists whose job it is to skewer the ridiculousness of current events. Bill Curtis, journalist extraordinaire, is the show’s announcer. Oh, my golly! The quizzes and limericks about news stories were spot-on and comical. However, one Utah guy in the audience did get his knickers in a snit about some zucchini jokes the performers made. That, too, was funny.

DO NOT POKE FUN AT ZUCCHINIS WHILE IN UTAH, PEOPLE!

Jewels O’ The Day

Candy Corn Bow Tie On A Shelf o’ the Day managed to hog a chunk of the spotlight when I snapped some pix of Suzanne, bejeweled in her newly acquired amber pendant and amber-gemmed, tangle rings. In the Taos gallery where Suzanne found her new bling, I learned that “amber” can form in more colors than what we think of as “amber”— as evidenced here by the Ring o’ Many Ambers on her left hand. Purty, huh?

Adobe Houses Galore

Just outside of Taos is Taos Pueblo. It is a community of about 150 of the 1200 Taos Indian Reservation residents. They live in stacked, adobe apartment-like homes, some of which have existed since the 1200’s. The stacked homes are accessible only by ladder, and none of the homes have running water or electricity. Some of the adobe structures are shops in which the resident’s Native American wares, jewelry, art, and food is for sale.

Bow Tie o’ the Day I was wearing when we visited Taos Pueblo and Bow Tie On A Shelf o’ the Day were impressed with the entire Taos Pueblo set-up. Suzanne was impressed with the jewelry she found there. And yes, she found two more necklaces for me to buy her.

The Taos-area landscape was not in-your-face pretty. It wasn’t much to look at initially. I say this with love, but it looked a lot like Fillmore and Delta. It had the same dreamy sky, because it had the same flat desert landscape. Taos is close to the Sangre de Cristo Mountains, although not as close to the mountains as we thought it would be. The skiing at Taos Ski Valley is said to be as “reverential” an experience as Utah’s bigly skiing provides.

In fact, Taos reminded Suzanne and I both of Park City, but all sprawled out and in its 1970’s unkept, un-yuppified condition. We had a swell time, but the town itself seemed kinda grungey and— in my way of saying it— fall-y apart-y. We ate out only twice, cuz most restaurants we saw gave me a grime vibe. The places where we did actually eat served up darn tasty food, but I’m glad we had a decent kitchen in the condo. I’m sure there are good places to eat in Taos, but we didn’t run across more than a couple of them in the short time we were there.

Taos Pueblo is worth visiting if you’re into that sort of thing. And I would go back just to take another gander at the Rio Grande Gorge. Mostly, if you are art-minded, Taos is a place for you to spend time. I think I’d like to return to see it in winter. Snow turns every place into a different place, if you know what I mean.

My Wallet Lost Weight

Bow Tie o’ one Day in Taos has been in my collection for almost two years, but I think this is the first time I have actually worn it. It was formed in hard plastic, on a 3D printer. It clips on to a shirt button. Very modern.

As Suzanne and I art gallery-hopped in Taos, we ran across this shop. Gems, fossils, jewelry, art pieces. I tried to point Suzanne in any other direction, and hope she didn’t see the place. Alas! She had seen the shop and was headed straight to its front door before I could distract her. I knew it would be my doom, and it was.

As we were perusing the jewelry, we came upon a section of amber creations. Suzanne said, “I love amber.” Now let me be clear to all you readers: I have known Suzanne since September of 1983, and I have never heard her say anything about feeling one way or the other about amber. I don’t think I’ve ever heard her even say the word “amber” in all those years— not even in reference to the amber crayon in the bigly Crayola crayon box.

But if she truly likes amber, there’s a lot of Suzanne-doesn’t-have-any-amber to make up for. Suzanne deserves whatever she wants, so before I could think logically with my wallet’s brain, I said, “Let me buy you some amber jewelry.” Slap my mouth, wouldja!

Long story, short. Suzanne picked out an amber pendant the same size as my truck engine. And she also walked away with two rings with amber stones— because she couldn’t decide which of the two rings she liked more. I think her inability to decide was a trick. And why do I think it was a trick? Because she found a nifty purse at another shop the same day, but she couldn’t decide between two different colors of the same purse. Yes, I got both of them for her. And it made me happy and poor to do it.

FYI for Suzanne only: I know you bought me stuff too while we were on vacay. My TIE O’ THE DAY readers know better than to think you are playin’ me for my millions. 😉

I Dozed Off Too

Apparently, I napped on the flight from ABQ to SLC too, with help from Candy Corn Bow Tie On A Shelf o’ the Day. I was probably dreaming of a certain painting I found in Taos. When Suzanne saw how much I was drawn to it in the art gallery, she immediately bought it for me. I can’t wait for the painting to show up at our doorstep. TIE O’ THE DAY will post a photo of my prize as soon as it gets in the house.

Know Thyself

As soon as we got our suitcases into our condo here in Taos, we headed off to the grocery store. Our goal: fill the condo fridge and cupboards. At the local Albertson’s, we skated the aisles in search of vacation food, which is basically any food that has no nutritional value. We found plenty of empty calories to supply us through our stay.

In this photo, paisley-covered wood Bow Tie o’ the Day poses with me in the school/office supplies aisle of the Taos Albertson’s. No matter how exotic or exciting our vacay destination might be, if we’re in an establishment which sells even one school/office supply, Suzanne and I find ourselves standing there, staring with awe at whatever school/office product it is. Writing paper and writing utensils R us.

In fact, if Suzanne and I get separated while we’re wandering around seeing sights, we each know to find the nearest gathering of school/office supplies. We know that eventually we’ll both show up in that exact spot, staring at some sticky notes or a pen we already have too many of.

SLC To ABQ

I chose to wear world map Bow Tie o’ the Day for our flight from SLC to Albuquerque, New Mexico yesterday. You might remember we were in ABQ for a week almost exactly a year ago, for Suzanne’s work. I tourist-ed while she worked-ed. That’s when I went on my balloon ride. But all we did in ABQ this time was land at the airport and rent a car. Even Suzanne is on vacay, and so we drove up to Taos for the week. We hope to do nothing. We have no plans.

Candy Corn Bow Tie On A Shelf o’ the Day (Can I make names any longer? Probably.) stared out the plane window the entire flight to ABQ. And then at the ABQ airport, Candy Corn Bow Tie found a dog to play with. Woof! Like Helen Jr., like Candy Corn Bow Tie.

2 More Pix Of Our Visit With Mom

My Tie o’ the Day for our visit with Mom last Friday was full of a spooky bunch of ghosts and pumpkins. Please gloss right over the dopey look on my face, and turn your attention to Mom and Skitter looking adoringly into each other’s eyes.

In the second pic, Skitter is apparently being a model while I’m taking a photo of the two Halloween pillows Suzanne made for Mom. Skitter is a photobomber.

Because Mom’s There

Last week, Suzanne finished a bigly project, which has kept her at her office for basically three months straight. I kid you not. The project was a tremendous success. I wish I had permission to write about it, but I don’t. Trust me, though: you should be as amazed as I am that Suzanne does brilliant work for the benefit of public school students, educators, and education employees.

Anyhoo… Suzanne took a day off Friday, before our vacay to New Mexico– which is where we are right now. We just had to use the day to go visit the Big Helen. Yes, at 89, Mom is The Incredible Shrinking Woman, but she’s still the bigliest shrinking person I know. That woman can fill up a room by just walking in. I always describe Mom as the coolest old broad I know, and this photo proves it yet again. The candy corn Bow Tie o’ the Day Mom’s holding up to her neck is just the cherry on top of her coolness sundae.

This snappy snapshot also gave me an idea. Since Halloween Candy Corn Bow Tie seems to be quite popular with TIE O’ THE DAY readers, I think we should play a game with it. I’m proposing a sort of “Elf On A Shelf” series of adventures for Candy Corn Bow Tie. Every day, from now until Halloween’s over, you’re going to see at least one photo of what I’ll simply call Candy Corn Bow Tie On A Shelf. I, myself, am interested to discover what Candy Corn Bow Tie will see and do. I have a feeling its capers will show it to be pretty cool.

But no matter what, Bow Tie can’t possibly be as cool as Mom. Compared to Mom, the rest of us are barely room temperature. I know I’m prejudiced in her favor, but that doesn’t mean I’m not right.