Category: Ties

A herd o’ Ties o’ the Day join me at Judy o’ clock (also known as 3 o’ clock) for my weekday, hour-long vacation. Don’t get me wrong. I love being in the company of my ties, but when it comes to watching JUDGE JUDY, they like to be up close and personal with her, and so they are kinda sorta in my way. I’m not going to try to change the little chips-off-the-old-block. It’s just the price I pay for raising them to be mini-me’s. 👔📺

Here’s a two-fer Bow Tie o’ the Day, since the ties weren’t available yesterday. I’m sure you missed us. I made this handprint in kindergarten. Of course, my name was misspelled. No teacher ever spelled my name correctly. Momo, my grandma, never did either. I marveled at how she spelled my name differently each time she wrote it, but she never got it right. And hey, why is it that I had to make handprints so often as a kid? Were the cops after me? 👮🏻‍♀️

Tie o’ the Day represents my devotion to popcorn. Whenever I eat popcorn, I wear this tie. Suzanne is off to her book club for the evening, so I’m on my own for a few hours. What trouble am I wantin’ to get into? Well, I’m gonna tie on Popcorn Tie and watch Season 5 of MAJOR CRIMES, while eating every kernel of corn I can find in the pantry to pop. 🍿

Bow Tie o’ the Day is as exuberant as I am to present my new glasses. 👓 Seeing is generally an important thing for me, especially cuz I drive as much as I do. 🚙 Hearing is also a positive. Please note my left ear. No, it’s not your imagination: I have a Spock ear! I think you’ll agree that it’s my sexiest feature. 👂🏻 😉

Bow Tie o’ the Day #1 has had a bad attitude recently. Bow Tie has had tantrums at Smith’s, Nordstrom, and the swimming pool. It finally hit my top nerve, so I gave Bow Tie some loud words of chastisement.  Of course, Bow Tie ran away from home, but we found Bow Tie waiting for the UTA bus. All is well. 🚌 🚎

Church Bow Tie o’ the Day listened so intently in church that it was tired-er than tired by the time we got home. Bow Tie saw Skitter napping up a storm, and it just had to spoon Skitter for an afternoon snooze. A nap sounded like a fabulous plan to me, so I found golf on the tv, and then I promptly fell asleep. 😴 🐶 🐕 🛌 Golf is soporific. Look it up, Tbloglodytes!

Tie o’ the Day is a neck-ed one 👔. The Deltabama house we’re selling was my grandparents’, and I grew up next door. My kidhood was played-out in both yards and houses. Anyhoo…When Popo (my grandpa) poured the sidewalk by the garage, he let me leave my handprints, which are still visible. The year—“69”—is written below my name. 😢 😧 😭 Hard to leave this concrete memory.

This Bow Tie o’ the Day is trying to do what Deltassippi-area people have made a tradition: stealing a few ears of corn for supper. C’mon, you know you’ve done it. You’re driving somewhere, and you pass a fine field of ready corn. You decide fresh corn sounds tasty for dinner, so you make sure no-one is watching. And then you grab a few ears. And you don’t feel one bit guilty about it as you consume the yellow staple. 🌽

I know, I know. Where is Bow Tie o’ the Day in this picture? Bow Tie has dreams of being a photographer, so I let it handle the action behind the camera today. Our birthday gal, Suzanne, is holding her fave-rave kind of b-day cake: POTATO CHIP. It took me hours to make. And she enjoyed it enough to have a third helping.  🎂 🥔

Bow Tie o’ the Day celebrated the 4th by cozying up to my new Pub cup. Yup, the cup is a replica of a toilet. Suzanne gave it to me, and I hope it isn’t a hint about her opinion of our relationship or how she thinks of me in any way. 😱 😳 BTW Today is the amazing Suzanne’s 53rd birthday. I hope I remembered to get her a gift and to compose her annual birthday poem. 🎁 🗒