The Bow Belle

I picked a completely random bow today, one that contrasts sharply with the fogggy weather, my light blue shirt, and my frosty blue nails. Yep, hair bows that are the color of the sunrise will have to take a backseat for awhile, as fall is not too far off.  I like plaid and velvet for fall and winter. Cheers, RagingMoon1987

It's that day again.  The day that every American old enuff to remember 9/11 stops and remembers where they were when they got news of the terror attack. I also think a lot about our local police, fire, and first responders today, since they were on high alert after the mess in NYC.  Everyone was.  Our schools were on lockdown all day, to the point that when I walked to the elementary school from the high school someone had to let me in.  But yeah, even in little podunk Malden, Missouri the police were out full-force, looking for dodgy characters.  I think they did find one drunk smart-a$$ making vague threats of violence, but that was it.  But little podunk Malden, thank God, has lovely police, lovely firemen, and lovely first responders.  I'm grateful that we at least have that. I can't believe it's been twenty-five years since all that!  At times it feels like it was just yesterday, and other times it feels like it was a million years ago. Swee...

Today is World Suicide Prevention Day.  I don't have a purple and teal bow, but I do have my big silver bow for mental health. I've seen silver utilized for both schizophrenia awareness and bipolar disorder awareness, as well as generalized brain disorders.  So yeah, brain health and mental health awareness can stave off suicide in some cases.  Some cases, mind y'all.  Other times folks are lonely, or unemployed, or having trouble with substance abuse, or y'all get the drift.  If any of y'all have any sort of ideation, go to this link .  If you live in Missouri like I do, this link is also good .  Please know that you're not alone; indeed, a lot of us have felt worthless and helpless at some point in your life.  You matter to SOMEONE!!!  I guarantee it, you matter to someone. Hugs, RagingMoon1987

When my grandmother was alive September 2nd was the beginning of Birthday Season, but with her being in heaven the first of the season is now my sister's.  Her birthday is today, so I picked a purple bow. Sister's favorite color is purple, has been ever since she was old enuff to name the colors.  She wasn't into the lavender that most little girls like, but deep grape juice purple.  As she grew into a teenager, purple was just about the only bright color she'd wear without a fight, and even then she liked the darker shades.  I can even remember looking into her box of nail polish and noting that most of her favorite bottles were deep purple.  Even though green is my favorite color I've developed a fondness for purple, thanks to my dear ol' sis! Happy birthday, Sis!  I love you so much, and I wish you were here right now.  We'd eat Mexican, probably! Love, RagingMoon1987

Today is National Cheese Pizza Day!  My bow has pepperoni pizza on it, but to quote my sister, pizza's pizza. Bbbb

Today is National College Colors Day.  I didn't attend University of Kentucky, and my sister isn't there anymore, but she and her husband had a very positive experience in Lexington, so I'll always have a soft spot for UK.  I couldn't find my University of Kentucky bow, so I'm wearing one of my other blue bows. Not that Sister and Brother-in-Law are unhappy at University of Arkansas, of course!  Sister loves her boss, which is saying something since some of Sister's past bosses have been rude or overly demanding or sexist.  No, Sis really likes this guy, and his wife too.  My brother-in-law also gets along well with his boss, but he gets along with just about everybody.  I need to find my Razorback hair bow; I know I've got one somewhere.  But in the meantime I'll stick with Sparkle Blue here. Blue love, RagingMoon1987 

It's National Skyscraper Day.  Shudder, just the thought of that makes me nauseous.  I hate, hate, HATE heights!  And yet...and yet I think hot air balloons are cool. As I've said before I wouldn't go up in a hot air balloon unless you paid me a million dollars (I admit I said "unless"), but I do love to look at 'em. In other news, it is balls soup hot in the Bootheel again, and in most of the center of the country.  It was hot when July transitioned into August, and now it's hot again.  Look at this! No relief in sight, not eight days away or anytime in between!  That combined with our cantankerous A/C has made for some miserable living conditions.  I find it ironic that I moved my animals (and myself) over to Uncle Man-Child's place to escape the heat, and it's hot anyway!  But it's not as bad as it would've been at my old house (it has no functioning A/C at all). Love, RagingMoon1987

Huzzah, it's another random day!   This is arguably the most original bow I own.  How many of y'all have heard of a heart made from a zipper???  I love the color combo too, and the polka dots.  It's just a very unique bow, and I love anything unique. Love, RagingMoon1987

It's another random day, as are most of the days this week, so I picked an old favorite. My mama really likes this one for some reason.  I like it too because it's one of my more comfortable bows.  It used to light up so it's a bit heavy, but it doesn't pull my hair. For the record, it IS Ginger Cat Appreciation Day, and since yellow cats are included on the ginger spectrum, that means my Adric. Happy Ginger Cat Appreciation Day, Adric!  I love the living snot out of you.  I love all six of my cats and both my dogs, but of the six Adric is the most affectionate...well, maybe he ties with Tommy, since both my boy cats will follow us around until they get chin scratchies.  Adric also likes to stick his nose in my ear.  It's hilarious; I'll be sitting at the table watching the other cats eat, and I'll hear "snuffle-snuffle-PURR-snuffle," and it'll be Adric clamoring for attention. All our cats are special, but if you've got a yellow one, give ...

The other day was Lemonade Day , and now it's Lemon Juice Day! Truth be told, I actually prefer lime juice to lemon juice.  Mama and I had that discussion yesterday, LOL.  Don't get me wrong, I love lemons and lemonade, but I LOVE limeade.  It's green, or greener than lemonade, and it's more sour.  Mind y'all, I don't like things so sour that my jaws ache ( Cry Baby gumballs did that to me one Halloween), but I do like them naturally sour, like citrus fruits are.  Citrus fruits also help fight kidney stones, so that's an extra incentive.  But yeah, I love lemon juice and lime juice, especially in plain ol' water or in iced tea. That's all for today!  Definitely lighter than my last lemon bow post. Lemon love (and lime love), RagingMoon1987

Today is for our critters that are over the Rainbow Bridge. As far as I know BowBow is NOT over the Rainbow Bridge, but JoJo Siwa is a pet owner like the best of us, and she knows what it's like to lose 'em.  One of hers got taken by coyotes, which I can also relate to.  When I was little my paternal grandparents had four dogs, and one was a beagle named Peep.  Peep was allowed to roam loose (unlike the other dogs), and it caught up to her a couple'a times.  She spent the last few years of her life crippled after a car hit her, and not long after Grandpa died the coyotes got her.  Daddy found her remains on the ridge and buried her, and that was the end of my friend Peep. That said, I love coyotes.  I know they can be pesky and destructive, but they have their place in the world and I respect 'em.  On winter nights we can hear 'em way off, howling and yipping.  I love to hear 'em, but at the same time I'm glad they're out at the ridge and I'm here...

August 27th is Kiss Me Day, among other things, so I wore one of my Valentine's Day bows.  Not the naughty one , but another one. Word of warning, though:  if anyone actually does kiss me and they're not my mother, my uncle from St. Louis, or one of my pets, I'm knocking their teeth down their throat.  No unsolicited kisses for me, thank you too much.  Hmmm...maybe I should've worn my pride bow instead. Or maybe we're talking about Kiss with a capital K. Burn with me, heaven's on fire!!!  LOL, I forget how much I like Kiss sometimes; they're one of those bands that my sister introduced me to.  Oh, there's WAY more to Kiss than " Rock 'n' Roll All Nite ."  I think my sister said that her favorite song was " Detroit Rock City ," while I like the aforementioned " Heaven's On Fire ."  They're a fun bunch. Kinda puts a whole new spin on Kiss Me Day, LOL! Cheers, RagingMoon1987

It's another random day, so I reached into my bin and selected...Labubu! I discussed Labubu briefly on my doll blog, but for the uninitiated, Labubu is a plush toy that looks like a cross between a rabbit and one of the critters in Where the Wild Things Are .  They're ridiculously popular, and some variants go for a pretty penny, kinda like the Beanie Babies of my youth.  I get it, they're cute and soft and a little goofy, but I predict that in ten years' time Labubu will be a dated trend. On the lacquer front, I got a huge nail mail haul yesterday.  Not the biggest I've ever gotten, but big enuff. So far the biggest haul has been ten bottles in one day, but eight is not to be sneezed at.  From left, they are: *Color Club, "Dirty Money" *Cupcake Polish, "Freeze Frame" *Hard Candy, "Hot Pants" *I Scream Nails, "House of Horrors" *Sally Hansen Insta-Dri, "PEEPS Party Cake," "PEEPS Marshmallow," "PEEPS Bl...

She's a neurologist, to be specific.  Hopefully today we learn why I'm on a walker at the age of 38-going-on-39.   Oh yeah, it's also the first day of school for the suckers here in Malden. Not that they teach much at Malden anymore.  It's all computerized, and all the older kids care about is football.  That wouldn't be a big deal if Malden had a winning team, but we're currently on a slump and have been for a couple'a years now.  All sports teams go through slumps and it's not the end of the world, but it IS disheartening.  I'll share what I learn (if anything) over on my doll blog tonight.  God bless,  RagingMoon1987 

Oooo, I get two random days in a row! I don't know about y'all, but I'm kinda disappointed that the Lalaloopsy revival didn't last long.  True, the button-eyed minxes were top-heavy and not the least bit cuddly, and they creeped some people out, but they were also ridiculously popular during their heyday, and I'll happily admit to being a fan.  Indeed, I'm STILL looking for a Mittens Fluff 'n' Stuff; for some reason she was the It Girl when Lalaloopsy was a new thing. Much love, RagingMoon1987

No events, silly or important, struck my fancy today, so I reached into my box and grabbed a bow. Ah, the big cotton bow!  The cotton here in the Bootheel isn't looking pretty yet, but it won't be too much longer 'til it does.  Of course, that means that the crop dusters will be spraying that God-forsaken defoliant, but that's a small price to pay for living in a farming area.  I wouldn't trade my farmland for the world! If any of y'all have a favorite crop, please drop it below. Love, RagingMoon1987

Lemonade Day! Lemonade is better even that Kool-Aid, at least in my book.  My best friend in high school would've begged to differ.  She's the only person I knew personally who didn't like lemonade.   To each their own, right?  I even know of one case where a dislike of lemonade saved a woman's life, though in the end she probably wished she had died with everyone else.  Her name was Sandy Johnson, and she was the presumed target of Steven Roy Harper.  Harper and Johnson had dated and broken up, Harper wanted to get back at Johnson, and Harper just happened to work at a cancer research center.  He purloined a bottle of a chemical that induces liver cancer, busted into Johnson's house while no one was home, and poured the chemical into some lemonade.  The chemical, DMN, has no taste, smell, or distinct color, so no one suspected a thing.  As it turned out, Sandy Johnson didn't like lemonade and thus never took the bait...but most of her f...

Yep, it's a thing!  Such an event calls for one that's big and sparkly! This one does NOT utilize a French clip, but it pulls almost as bad as one!  Indeed, my white one yesterday was medium-uncomfortable, but I made home before taking it down.  Today I've already had to redo my ponytail twice.  Still, it's a pretty bow.  Mama said it's one of her favorites. Cheers, RagingMoon1987

If Daddy were alive he and Mama would've been married forty-two years.  I think my white lace bow is appropriate. This is actually not a favorite, as it attaches with a French clip.  French clips pull my hair.  Shame too, 'cause it's a pretty bow and it looks nice in my hair.  Today I managed to get it placed just right, so I should be fine. In other news, new mani! The color this time is Mooncat's "Plankton."  It's also the first time in forever that I've had honest-to-God GREEN nails.  Not chartreuse, not celadon, not hunter.  Just plain ol' green, with teeny-weeny gold flecks and widely scattered holo flecks.  It took three coats to get the opacity I wanted, but that was also the case with the last stuff I wore.  Little word of advice, by the way:  Mooncat apparently doesn't appreciate advice on dupes . Happy anniversary, Mama! Love, RagingMoon1987

I couldn't find any of my bee bows (I have four of 'em), but I did find my big sunflower.  Bees love flowers, as we all know. Stepping outside in the Bootheel continues to be like walking on the sun .  It's supposed to hit ninety-eight today and a hundred tomorrow, not counting the heat index.  I semi-joked to Mama that God WOULD wait until the day that we're all home to turn the oven on "broil."  Thanks, God, but I'm about done on this side!  I love you, though. And I love y'all!  Stay cool and stay safe! All my love, RagingMoon1987