I have now written over 100 blog posts. Some, obviously, have been better than others, and a few have been downright lame. Well, stand by for a lame one.
OK, I’ve just typed in three different paragraphs and deleted them. I’ll just come out and say it: I have not done anything Mohawk Valley-ish since Saturday. I have been in the Mohawk Valley all that time, so one could argue that everything I have done has been Mohawk Valley-ish. I think one would be groping to argue such a thing, and I think my readers would call me on it.
I have run twice and walked four times. My running and walking posts have been fairly successful, but I believe I had one of each last week. And both runs and walks have been singularly uneventful.
This is the start of a three day weekend. I finally have a job where I get three day weekends, like civilized people do. I could write a whole post about how wonderful that is, how I sang silly songs all day and kept asking my co-workers, “Do we really have a three day weekend?” But that’s not particularly Mohawk Valley-ish, and those last three sentences are pretty much what I have to say about it.
I could list all the wonderful activities that beckon this weekend, a tantalizing preview of coming attractions. Unfortunately, I don’t have specific plans yet and am merely trusting my luck to find something blogworthy after tomorrow morning’s run.
What I was really hoping for was a witty, self-deprecating post about how I stupidly find myself with not much to say. I’m beginning to think that that is not going to happen.
Then again, someone may get a chuckle out of this. If you do, yay. If not, thank you for playing, and I’ll have another post tomorrow. We’ll hope for the best.
Mohawk Valley Girl 