Oh, it is late for me to be posting on a Sunday, even a Wrist to Forehead Sunday, which this definitely is. Alas! Alack! Oh woe is me! Yes, I am being dramatic. We’ve discussed this. It is what I do.
Earlier we had another rehearsal for Secrets at Suiter House, the murder mystery we are doing to benefit the Herkimer County Historical Society. Before that, Steven and I were at a Chinese Auction to benefit H.A.L.O., the cat rescue organization. I donated an afghan. We won a basket of beanie babies. Fun times! Earlier yet, we had breakfast at The Knight Spot in Frankfort.
So you see, I have a number of topics for a real post. Can I manage to write one. NO! That is why I am poised, the back of my wrist against my forehead, about to swoon in anguish. If only I had a chaise lounge to swoon upon, my life would be perfect. Instead I shall have to make do with a couch. It is almost impossible to type while holding that about-to-swoon pose, and even more so when one is actually swooning. Oh, OK, I will admit it: I have never actually swooned. I don’t even usually make the about-to-swoon pose. Yes, wrist to forehead is just an expression.
“Real post” is just an expression, too. I am going to hit “Publish.” Some people might read this nonsense. If so, I hope they find some amount of entertainment from it. As for me, I shall try for a better blog post tomorrow. Happy Sunday, folks.
Mohawk Valley Girl 
My step-grandmother used to actually swoon! She was from the Victorian age and presumably thought it was still the thing to do. My father and uncle used to regale us with her swooning stories, one time they heard a thump in the bathroom and they went in and found her on the floor. They picked her up and tried to get her out of the room, but the room was too small to manage that, so they plopped her on the bowl, which unfortunately, had the seat up. After 30 years they still shook with laughter when they described to us how fast she woke up when the water hit her butt! Ah, those wacky Victorians 🙂
I think corsets had a lot to do with the swooning thing, although that is just a guess on my part. I hope not to actually do it unless I have an elegant chaise lounge handy.
I love the concept of swooning. I like the idea of your donating the afghan for cats. Winning a basket of beanies is so fun!
I am excited about the play and wish I could see photos of the murder mystery theatrical production. Enjoy!
I might be able to get some pictures of the murder mystery; the folks from the Historical Society usually take a few and post them on Facebook. I love to donate my afghans; it gives me an excuse to keep making them, which of course is really an excuse to watch more TV.