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Tie o’ the Day #1 is a Dockers lavender polka dot design.

“Beer Barrel Polka” dot? Why not? That works for me. I learned a few polka moves, accompanied by that masterpiece. It’s the only polka song I know. Now that kind of dance is a both a blast and a workout. I’d rank it right up there with Zumba as far as excersise-value goes. And why isn’t there a Hokey Pokey Polka? It should exist just for the alliteration factor.

Shirt is a sleeveless MACHINE. It is a pleasure to have warm enough weather to go sleeveless. My tattoos have been clamoring to be seen. After 30 years, my “Tattoo” tat–my first tat–needs a touch-up. But it still reigns.

I need a new tat for summer as well. It’s gonna be either “forgiveness” or “kindness”. I am going to get both eventually. Just not sure which to get first. They are both meaningful to me bigly.

And you can be assured that I will also add a tie/bow tie tat.👔

 

 

Tie o’ the Day #2 is a suave art deco design by CONCEPTS BY CLAIBORNE. It makes me feel oh, so F. Scott Fitzgerald. So flapper-y.😃 And I must be in the mood for a rodeo, cuz the shirt is another CHAPS.

Hmmmm….a flapper rodeo?  I think I wanna be a part of an event like that. Zelda Fitzgerald would relish the wacky idea. For all any of us know, she might very well have staged a flapper rodeo or two during her sanitorium stays.😉

I wish she had written stories, like her hubby had the guts to do. Based on what I’ve read about her, I’m positive her writing would have given both F. Scott and Ernest Hemingway a run for their WW I literary money.

Tie o’ the Day #1 is a display of the flowers I wish were growing around The Beach House yard. Alas, it’s just a tie. A flowery Tommy Hilfiger, but still not a real garden.

Mom’s St. Paddy’s Day photo was a facebook hit. She got a gazillion LIKES and comments. She is wowed by all the attention her pics get.

At the Pub last night, I had to dodge beers that were pointed at me. Lots o’ folks were buying lots of St. Patrick’s Day rounds. The bartenders are like my own private Secret Service detail. If a beer comes my direction, they jump in front of it to save my life. I preshate them bigly.

Tie o’ Mom’s Day, to all you LEPERchauns!

Tie o the Day #1 is a polka dotty display on fluorescent green silk, from Stacy Adams. You saw this CHAPS shirt a few days ago. (Yes, I washed it before wearing it again.)

The above tie is kinda loud. But its loud-idity cannot compete with how high the volume on the tv has to be cranked up, in order for Mom to hear her Harry, Ellen, and Blue Bloods. She loves her tv shows. And I’m pleased that she still enjoys so many things. Her life is full. Her life is  LOUD.

Tie o’ the Day #2 and its clash-matching pocket square are by IZOD. Shirt is from Marmot. Yup, marmot–as in “rodent”. A marmot by any other name is still a dang varmint to me. Varmint, varmint, varmint! That is a superb word we don’t use often enough. Yosemite Sam was fluent in varmint-speak. We should watch more of his fascinating cartoons to hone our own varmint language skills.

Mercedes and I met up in Layton today for the Transfer o’ the Mother. Mom had a bigly time with the Clan o’ Mercedes for a few days. And now Mom’s here watching tv loudly with me and Suzanne for a couple more days. Skitter and Roxy think Mom belongs here. So do Suzanne and I. Our city digs can’t compete with The Beach House porch goings-on, but we do have a patio and a deck to offer her. And if we raise our periscope through the roof, we can watch the sun set over Antelope Island.

 

 

Of course, I’m wearing a Bugatchi–but a short-sleeved one. That is a rare thing to find. Tie o’ the Day #2 comes from a superb company called BOW TIE TUESDAY. The name does a good job of conveying the company’s mission. Or is the name really a form of propaganda to make us into bow tie sheep? You have to excuse me: these days, I am confused by what qualifies as fact/lie/conspiracy/Jason Chaffetz/science, etc.

Check out my knee socks and fish-belly-white legs in the pic below. Ah, what a warm-weathery day it has been! But you know dang well we’ll have at least one snowstorm in May. And we’ve still got this month and April to shiver through.

Get ready for the yearly news coverage of orchard owners worrying about their buds freezing. Oh, I worry about their livelihoods too. And I love the fresh fruit. But the tv news coverage is exactly the same every year. They could replay the same footage and interviews annually. So why does this get my attention to the point of bugging me?

Most journalists don’t investigate what lies beneath the surface of the stories they are responsible for telling. That’s their job, and we are supposed to be able to trust they will do said job. You know, like tell us something we don’t already know. We worry about crops freezing, but nobody seems to worry about the orchard workers and their families freezing (or roasting in the summer). So many of these women and men and children (yes, kids too) work more than full-time, in all weather, and still live far below the poverty level. In their ranks, you can always see the homeless, the addicted, the undocumented, the uneducated–if you dare look. Think what you will about farm/dairy/orchard laborers. But don’t say they don’t work hard, trying to find safety and freedom in the infinite America that you and I simply fell into. You and I are nothing extra special. You and I were just born lucky.

Tie o’ the Day #1 is a flannel CHAPS cuz it was a little chilly when I got dressed this morning. I can’t explain why I was cold enough to need flannel, while it was warm enough to wear a beachy, short-sleeved shirt from CARBON.

The icons on the shirt get me all hepped up for summer. And summer means tank tops. At 53, am I too old to wear them? Of course! Am I going to stop wearing them? Heck Tate, no! I’ve collected them for decades, just like I have gathered my ties. I won’t become a crazy cat lady. I will be the crazy tie-with-a-tank lady. I will become one of those People of Walmart. I will be that old lady at Lagoon who inspires young whipper-snappers to say, “She’s too old to be wearing that”! And golly darn it, I will enjoy my roller coaster ride bigly, in the seat right in front of them.

Tie o’ the Day #1 is an olive Wembley bow. Shirt is a Kohl’s Sonoma. The clashin’ o’ the green is what we have here. Makes me happy.

Tie o’ the Day #2’s shirt is from Rue 21’s CARBON line. The green and lavender tie itself is an original, one-of-a-kind design by Suzanne. She did not come up with the idea to crochet me some ties: I begged her to do it for me. I told her, however, to be done with that assignment, after she had created the second crochet-tie. She told me right at the beginning of the endeavor that it wouldn’t really work, and I knew it wouldn’t. But Suzanne is so cute when her craft-for-Helen face comes over her. I make sure to convince her to craft for my own purposes whenever I can think of a project I happen to want. She’s a bigly sport about my whims.

EXHAUSTION ALERT!!! I was driving in the car, listening to Mom, for three hours straight today. There were absolutely no sounds of silence. She says she can’t catch her breath anymore, so she must be capable of speaking without breathing. I love Mom sooooo much. She is a legend. But she wears me out now with her same stories. Constant, same stories. And so I find myself sitting at my keyboard, too tired to type any more words tonight. I’m hoping I can sleep–outside of language.