Surely I can make a Lame Post Friday post, despite the various problems, petty and otherwise, which have been impeding me (I reserve the right to call anybody Shirley). For one reason, it is actually Friday. For another reason, my brain is feeling, well, fairly lame.
He’s looking to see if I can really make a post.
Illustrations always liven up a post, even when they do not exactly illustrate the point at hand. Especially when there is not much of a point at hand. Anyways, this is either the ghost or a cardboard cutout of Chester Gillette at the 1834 Jail in Herkimer.
I hope to have a few Mohawk Valley Adventures tomorrow, getting my Christmas shopping done along the way. Christmas sort of snuck up on me this year. I knew it was coming, of course. For heaven’s sake, it is the same day every year!
A Christmas I was more prepared for.
I add a Christmasy picture, a little blurry but festive nonetheless. My house is sadly undecorated this year. I’m afraid most of the Christmas things out have been out for at least a year.
Actually there are a few more there now.
I’m not sure how long Steve’s nutcracker collection has been on our buffet, but it has been a while.
So now I have rattled on for over 200 words. I think I am up to three days in a row. Will I continue? A little suspense adds interest to my weekend.
Mohawk Valley Girl 