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Interlude at Iron Rock

Saturday after I got the horrible news of my dear friend’s passing, I did not want to do anything but stay home and cry. However, I had been texting Jenna, another theatre friend, about possibly meeting up somewhere. I thought it might do us good to get out of the house. It turns out I was right.

We did not stay for the band.

I suggested we meet at Iron Rock Brewing in Little Falls. I had not seen Jenna in a while, so it was nice to catch up.

Steve and Jenna.

We enjoyed the decor and the atmosphere. The service was excellent, as was the beer and wine.

I need one of those.

The large hanging is by a local artist, but I did not get the name. I daresay my ceilings are not high enough for such a thing, but I think it is pretty awesome.

Lots of choices!

It was a very nice interlude. I highly recommend getting together with friends at Iron Rock Brewing in Little Falls, NY.

At 3:37 (l)a(me).m.

Does that headline make sense? Should I have put “At 3:37 Lame M?” Discuss among yourselves.

Once again, I am late in making my Lame Post Friday post. Sufficiently lame, I trust. In my defense, I have no defense. In a possibly mitigating circumstance, it is 3:37 a.m. according to my laptop, which many consider the middle of the night. I think they are right. It is not my insomnia: I have overtime 5 to 11 a.m. today. Team player, I tell myself. I am a team player. Anyways, the money is nice.

Where was I? Nowhere in particular, I suppose. Here is a new thing: sometimes lately when I say, “Good morning,” I note the expression of the person I am talking to and add, “It is a wish, not an observation.” I thought it was funny.

Last night, Steven and I enjoyed a dinner of appetizers at Jamo’s in Herkimer, NY. We have been a little profligate about dining out lately. It is a combination of still being so happy we are able to and the desire to spend a little time in air conditioning. Oh, the humidity! (You know, like “Oh, the humanity!” Does anybody even remember that? I personally was not a witness, but I’ve heard about it.)

OK, it is pretty obvious I am only typing in words in order to post something, anything. I consider this legitimate, since I am still trying to be a daily blogger. As always, thank you for tuning in.

Me, Need Beauty Rest?

I want to make a fast post then try to get some sorely needed beauty rest. I think we can bear another Throwback Thursday Post. Of course I cannot remember which pictures I shared last Throwback Thursday (and as usual am too lazy to go back and look), but I shall try not to repeat myself much. Then again, isn’t Throwback Thursday all about repeating ourselves? Discuss amongst yourselves

I do not know if they ever found an answer.

The above is an actual headline from the Utica OD. I originally took the picture to share on one of my pun pages on Facebook. I still like it.

My favorites are always theatre throwbacks. This is from The Tempest, presented by LiFT, Little Falls Theatre Company, at Benton Landing in Little Falls, NY, back in 2017. Fun times.

A toast to friendship!

My other favorites include friends and wine! This is me and my friend Phyllis at Gerber’s 1933 Tavern in Utica, NY. Note to self: check if they have re-opened yet.

I think a few closing words will bring me up to 200, my usual goal. Oh, I am tired! I don’t care if rest makes me beautiful or not, I need some! I hope you all had a lovely Thursday.

Ice Cream for Supper? Yes, Please!

Steven and I did a rather naughty thing by having ice cream for supper. I had a good excuse. You see, I had submitted an article about Honey Brook Bakery in Herkimer to Mohawk Valley Living magazine, only I neglected to take any exterior pictures. I suppose I could have taken the pictures and not eaten any ice cream, but what fun is that?

Steve holding my purse and bag while I take pictures.

It had been raining, so we did not take advantage of the outdoor seating. Perhaps another time.

I checked: the chairs were almost dry, but not quite.

We both got sundaes. Steven’s had a brownie and hot fudge. Mine had a cookie and caramel sauce. We both had chocolate ice cream. Yum! We could not finish them. I put the extra in a couple of bowls in the freezer. I love leftovers!

One of my pics.

Honey Brook Bakery is located at 310 State St., Herkimer, NY. They are open 7 a.m. to 5:30 p.m. Monday through Friday, 8 a.m. to 3 p.m. Saturday and Sunday.

We Chow Down in Herkimer

Steven and I have been wanting to go to the Herkimer Downtown Chowdown for a while now. Tonight we finally made it.

We enjoyed the music from the band while we scanned the food trucks, deciding on our repast.

Nice lady!

I must return next week to purchase a t-shirt. I chatted with Melody Couchman, the volunteer selling them. She graciously allowed me to take her picture. She told me the band was called Last Left. We agreed that ’70’s and ’80’s music was great.

I wish I had gotten a better picture of the band.

We really enjoyed Last Left. Another local band to watch for! When I walked by to take a picture, I saw that Herkimer High School Class of 1983 was the sponsor of tonight’s event. I think my high school class ought to sponsor something!

We both felt full from dinner. However, after looking at some of the stuff offered by the Mad Batter Bakery (don’t you just love that name?), we reconsidered. Steven had a chocolate filled finger, and I had a plain donut. Then we were really stuffed!

I could have sat and listened to the band longer, but we needed to get home. For one reason, I wanted to make this blog post. I was happy to see so many people out enjoying the evening and the event. We also saw a lot of cute dogs. Altogether a very enjoyable time.

The Herkimer Downtown Chowdown is held every Monday, June to October, from 4 to 8 p.m. in Myers Park in Herkimer, NY.

Wrist to Flowers

Yesterday’s 10K really took it out of me. Could I be getting old? SAY IT AIN’T SO!!! More likely I do not lead a healthy enough lifestyle. Be that as it may, I am feeling too drained for anything but a quiet Wrist to Forehead Sunday Post. Luckily, I have a few pictures of my backyard to brighten things up.

Lots of yellow!

Going out my back door yesterday, I saw our Brown-eyed Susans were going great guns.

A longer view.
And the other side of the deck.

I continued down the yard to check out the Rose of Sharon and Black-eyed Susan’s.

Yay! More blooms!
Another angle.
More Black-eyed Susans as well.

As usual, flowers cheer me up. I still feel tired but not nearly so ready to swoon (you know, dramatically posed with the back of one wrist against my forehead). The coming week looms ahead of me, a threat or an opportunity? Time will tell. Time is certainly a blabbermouth.

In the meantime, I am almost up to 200 words. With six pictures, I call that a respectable blog post. Thank you for tuning in.

10K, Wine, and Fritz

I shall make a fast Scattered Saturday Post, just so as not to be late yet again. Full disclosure: I have had a little wine and will greatly enjoy to return to the sitting on the couch, knitting, television watching portion of the day.

I ran the 10K this morning, slowly. I wore my Garmin (actually my friend Jay’s Garmin, which he nicely long term loaned me), so I knew I was running faster than my normal pace. I guess everybody runs a little faster on race day. The run really took it out of me. I took a nap later this morning.

After the nap, I had some iced coffee and Gatorade, drinking double fisted, not mixed together. I almost forgot to write my weekly postcards but luckily remembered before pick-up time for the mail boxes in front of the post office. I walked there, then downtown, where some Herkimer Diamond Days festivities were happening.

A band was playing. My husband Steven and our friend Kim joined me. We purchased a slice at Enzo’s Pizza and carried it across to the End Zone for a glass of wine.

By the time we were ready to leave, Fritz’s Polka Band was playing. We danced to “Secret Agent Man” while I took a picture.

I love these guys!

I’m afraid the picture did not turn out very well. I guess this is one of those Saturdays where the day is better than the blog post. You’ll have that. On the brighter side, I made a post! That is not a given these days. Thank you for tuning in.

As a Rule, I Like to Run

New rule for Mohawk Valley Girl: No more 10Ks in August.

I am sitting in my stuffy house (although the fan and open door are helping), typing on the laptop (with all ten fingers, yes!), late once again for my Friday post (Lame Post Friday, but never mind that), and I wrote the preceding sentence and the paragraphs that follow earlier this week, so I shall type them in while sipping coffee (making a few edits as I go, I add in the interests of accuracy). Then I shall return to my pre-race jitters.

One might think that as I have run the Boilermaker 15K in July more than once that hot weather running would hold no terrors for me. My first thought was to say, “That’s different.” I guess it is, since the final month of training for the Boilermaker takes place in June, which is sometimes not as hot. However, in one respect it is similar: almost every time I run the Boilermaker I vow I am not going to do it again. What does that tell you about me? Seriously, what does it tell you? It just confuses me.

My problem is that for the past week we have had one damn sticky heat wave. This puts quite the damper on my last week of preparation runs (see what I did there? Damp, because humidity is wet? Oh well, I thought it was funny). Additionally I am currently working from 5 a.m. to 3:30 p.m. No cool-ish early morning runs for me.

I determinedly put on running clothes and braved the heat and humidity Tuesday. Oh, it was bad. Every step of that run was a chore. I could not remember why I ever liked running in the first place. However, I made it for two miles and even ran up a couple of hills (not big ones). I did not even finish my usual cool-down walk. A voice in my head said, “Nobody said you had to walk for ten minutes.” I felt that was a good point.

I duplicated the effort on Thursday, minus the hills. I admit it was marginally less heinous.

And here I am on Saturday morning, feeling as usual that coffee is heaven, up in time to eat something nutritious and let it digest before the run (probably a whole wheat English muffin with peanut butter). Today we are supposed to get relief from the heat and humidity. Yay! My 10K is in Little Falls, part of their Canal Days festivities. I hope after running 10Ks I have enough oomph leftover to enjoy some of them. It would make a good Scattered Saturday Post (which we all know I may be typing in Sunday morning). As always, I hope you’ll stay tuned.

Did I say Electrified Zombie?

I pause in my evening activities (full disclosure: I was not doing anything very exciting, but I hope to watch some true crime television right along here) to make a Throwback Thursday Blog Post. This should be easy. All I have to do is find some good pictures.

In my defense, it has been a crappy week.

This is both a Throwback and Preview of Coming Attractions. These poops were used in two different murder mysteries. They may be used again in a murder mystery this fall. Did I say murder mystery? Yes! One may be upcoming. I’ll share more details when I have them.

Threatening, yes?

I do not remember when I took this shot, but it is apropos, because the weather reports keep threatening storms. I said I would like it if I got struck by lightning and turned into an electrified zombie type of monster. I could wander around terrorizing the neighborhood. It would make a nice change of pace for me.

Shady ladies.

Here is a real theatre throwback: Rubbed Out at Ruby’s. Nice.

I hope three pictures is enough. I did start to write a different post, all about the 10K I am supposed to run Saturday. Yikes! That’s the day after tomorrow! I’ll let you know how it goes.

You know, this post seems a little disjointed. I think I’ll categorize it Non-Sequitur Thursday.

Another Late, Brief Musical Post

How fast can I do this?

I’m tired of missing posts! So here is the Wuss-out Wednesday Post I should have done at least four hours ago (yes I get up in the middle of the night; overtime, ugh). Only I do not have a lot of time, so I will merely share a couple photos that might have gone into a posts I meant to make.

Phil Arcuri, having a great time as usual.

A week ago yesterday, we were at Fratello’s Pizzeria in Frankfort, enjoying the musical stylings of Phil Arcuri.

Great service!

We were happy to see our favorite bartender, Toni.

I don’t have time to make a proper post, but for now, this will have to do. As always, thank you for tuning in.