Category Archives: Tired Tuesday

Caffeine Can’t Help Me Now

Well, here it is, a post without any pictures. I forgot to take any, and Richfield Springs is too far to drive this morning to rectify the omission.  I mean, I could find other things to do in Richfield Springs and make another trip there, but I have to go to Rome for a VA appointment at 10 and wanted to make my blog post before then, blah blah, woof woof, oh, just get on with the post, Cindy.

Have some more coffee, me!

I put in a picture anyways.  In fact, I have had a couple cups of coffee, but I used up all the oomph in that caffeine writing my story about last night’s Herkimer Town Board meeting for the Daily Sentinel.  Full disclosure:  I broke the mug pictured the other day by not paying attention when I thought I was setting it safely on the counter.  It was one of Steve’s favorites!  Only the handle broke, though, so I will glue it back together and display it on a shelf.

That was a distraction.  I was going to write about breakfast/lunch at Cassidy’s Diner at Richfield Springs, NY with my swimming group yesterday.  Some of us had breakfast, some had lunch.  It was quite delicious.  I think the best thing for me to do is to return to Cassidy’s, have another delicious meal, take pictures, and write a blog post exclusively about Cassidy’s.  I shall bill this as a Tired Tuesday post and scurry off to my VA appointment.  I wonder if I can get some advice on how to make the effects of caffeine last longer.

 

Sour Stomach on Tired Tuesday

I said I was going to keep making posts using pictures I took at Community Day at the Town of Herkimer Park on Saturday, but my phone is across the room charging, and I am too lazy to go across the room and try to add pictures to my Media Library.  Also I am a little sick to my stomach.  I am just too careless about what I eat and drink.  In my defense, coffee.

What my stomach sometimes feels like after coffee.

I’m afraid coffee is not solely responsible for my digestive woes. Regular readers know I enjoy a glass of wine.  Then there was last Friday, when I went into PK’s Pub, having just been talking about fish fries, and a fish sandwich was on Special… I am only human.  Oh dear, my stomach hurts just thinking about that fish sandwich.  But it sure was delicious.

What I would look like if I only ate things that did not disagree with me.

Sometimes the most innocent-sounding of foods will disagree with me, like a plate of scrambled eggs.  What’s that all about, body?  I guess this happens when you get old.  I keep saying, I can live with the wrinkles and the turkey neck, and I never minded the grey hair.  But the digestive issues are going to Do Me In.

And what’s this blog post all about, me whining about my stupid stomach?  Is this another symptom of getting old?  SAY IT AIN’T SO!!!

Never mind: I am over 200 words.  I shall bill this as a Tired Tuesday and drive on.  As always I thank you for tuning in.

 

Still Tired, But It’s Not Tuesday

I suppose nobody is surprised to see me making my Tired Tuesday post on Wednesday morning.  I was tired on Tuesday, but more to the point I inadvisedly opened a fiction book I had picked up earlier that day at one of those Little Free Libraries, Celebrity In Death by J.D. Robb.  It is one of those murder thrillers, heavy on the procedure without skimping on the characters and with a large dose of Hollywood glamour.  I think, “Why can’t I write shit like that?” while being completely caught up in the ride.  This is why I must not read fiction very often.  I cannot put it down.

There’s the culprit!

I happened to be at the Little Free Library at Town of Herkimer Park because I went to said Park to take a picture to go with my story about Monday’s Herkimer Town Board meeting.  That picture is still in my phone, which is across the room charging.  I may use it later today in a Waste Not Wednesday post (preview of coming attractions) (you see how optimistic I am about making Wednesday’s post ON Wednesday).  I had a couple of books I did not plan on reading so thought to put them in the “library.”

After placing the books and getting the picture, I took advantage of the walking trail, putting in a half mile.  I had stopped walking entirely while I suffered that bad cold or whatever it was I was whining about so annoyingly last week.  I must build myself back up.

And now I am over 250 words.  Woohoo!  Almost caught back up in blogging!  Now to drink tea and read fiction.

 

Real Flowers on Tired Tuesday

Oh dear I have waited till late in the day (for me) to make my Tired Tuesday blog post.  I really do not have much to say, because I do not want to go on about my health woes (and they are currently quite woeful, although I have some hope) (oops, I went on a little bit). I went for a little walk today, to the post office to mail a letter to a friend which, incidentally, I took way too long to finish, then to the Elks Lodge, to visit to whichever friends might be there.  On the way, I took one picture, which I will now share.

Oh dear, I did get part of me reflected in the door!

I must go by there again and focus more on the flowers.  I took the picture because in a recent post I shared a past picture of some flower in front of a place on the other side of Main Street.  These are even better, because they are real flowers.  I suppose one would expect the Department of Environmental Conservation to use real flowers, but one can never count on these things.

Full disclosure:  It was not easy for me to walk as it has been previously. I say this even though it constitutes whining about my physical ills.  I consider that it is OK on a Tired Tuesday post.  I shall hope for a better blog post tomorrow, and as always., I thank you for tuning in.

 

Not Typical on Tired Tuesday

I am having a rather rough time these days.  I put my crutches aside on Saturday.  It went fairly well, but I clearly need my appointments with orthopedics next week and month.  And a few other appointments as well, but I must not go on about my physical ailments.  It is so tiresome, although I understand it can be typical of women my age.  Oh, how I hate to be typical!

I prefer to be colorful.

I quickly throw in an unexpected photograph.  Who could be uncheered by a drag queen?  Not me, I feel better already. I really do not have much to blog about currently.  Last night I covered the Ilion Village Board meeting.  While there, a trustee asked me was I going to cover the DooDah Parade on Friday.  I emailed my editor at the Daily Sentinel and asked if she wanted me to.  I did last year.

A shot from last year’s DooDah Parade.

I hitched a ride on a float of one of the American Legions.  This is a picture I took from it as the parade started.  It was a lot of fun.

And who doesn’t love a classic car?

Last year’s parade was notable because the Grand Marshal was an exchange student who returned for the 50th Class Reunion.  I got a picture of him in the fancy car loaned for the occasion.  I do not even know what this year’s DooDah theme is.  Ilion Days had completely dropped off my radar, due to my health problems (oh dear, I mustn’t get back on those again!).

At any rate, I am over 250 words. I can bill this as a Tired Tuesday post and drive on.  We shall see what the rest of the week will bring!

 

I Don’t Feel So Good

I’m afraid today is going to be a Blogger’s Sick Day.  I may get to 200 words and bill it as a Tired Tuesday, but we shall see.  I have one of my light-headed migraines and it is doing me in.  It came upon me last night during the Herkimer Town Board meeting, but I managed to make it through the meeting, taking notes and paying pretty good attention.  Really, my light-headed migraines are not as bad as the painful migraines I used to get, and I know other people suffer way worse ones than that, so I must count my blessings.  That said, I am not my peppy, chatty self.  Is my usual self peppy and chatty?  Discuss amongst yourselves while I look in my Media Library for a picture to pep things up.

“I don’t always wear pumpkin pants, but when I do, it’s in a Shakespeare play.”

I have not shared this picture in a while.  It is my friend Tucker, posing as the Most Interesting Man in the World backstage at a performance of The Tempest by LiFT, Little Falls Theatre Company in 2017.  I miss summer Shakespeare, although I would not have been able to participate this year, alas.

Am I casting a spell or conducting?

Just to share another picture, here I am in July of 2018, participating in the DooDah Parade during Ilion Days with Ilion Little Theatre (ILT).  ILT has not participated in the parade in a while, which I believe I have mentioned.  I rode in the parade last year, covering it for the Daily Sentinel.  I do not know when it is this year.  I think soon, and I am about to miss it.  Oh dear.  I guess I am having more than a sick day.

 

Not Just Monsters: Parades and Players!

Well, I did a few posts on Mohawk Valley Adventures, and now I am back to doing a Tired Tuesday post.  In my defense, do I really need to defend myself?  I am just keeping my spirits up as best as I can while attempting to be at least marginally entertaining in my daily blog.  Let us see what I can come up with for today.

“Now this won’t hurt a bit. Of course I am a colossal liar.”

I don’t know who the two women are, but the man is a young Christopher Lee in Horror Hotel, also known as City of the Dead. Both titles are misnomers, though, because it involves an inn in a village, but it is a pretty entertaining creepy movie.  I have not seen a creepy movie in a while.  I unhooked my DVD player in hopes of getting it worked on, but the place in town that works on these things seems to be out of business, alas.

Any excuse to wear my tiara!

I did not want to make this post all about monsters, so I throw in this from a few years ago.  I am all set to participate in the DooDah Parade with Ilion Little Theatre (ILT),  part of the Ilion Days festivities.  ILT has not participated these last few years, which I find sad, but groups need people to take charge and get these things organized.  My friend Kim was a mover and shaker in days past, but she, alas, moved away. I myself am not much of a mover or shaker currently.  Perhaps that will change, but not in time for this year’s DooDah Parade, I’m afraid.

Another tiara shot!

And speaking of things I’m not up to this year, here is a shot from Four Old Broads on the High Seas, the show I was in with Players of Utica last year.  Will I ever be on the stage again?  One can hope!  In the meantime, at least I made another blog post.  As always, I thank you for tuning in.

 

I Voted, I Blogged, I’m Tired

I do not know why this should be a Tired Tuesday.  I did very little today and accomplished almost nothing.  Perhaps it is reaction from my busy weekend, going places in cars then having an MRI on Monday (oops, possible HIPAA violation), then more riding in cars. Of course I am very grateful for the rides.  But never mind all that.  I need to make a blog post.

I mark the occasion.

Today was Primary Day and I voted.  I know, the last time I voted I took a selfie with my “I Voted” sticker.  I meant to do that today but when I got home from voting, I felt singularly deprived of oomph.  In fact, I started making this post on my phone, because I did not even feel I could sit up and reach for my Chromebook.  However, I managed it.  I wanted to continue the post I started, but the only option available to me was “Quick Edit,” which I do not know how to navigate.  Enough of my blogging problems.

This was the first time I drove anywhere since June 4, when I paid my water bill and ate at Yetty’s.  It was perfectly fine driving.  Then I walked carefully on crutches into the VFW to vote.  The fellow there gave me two stickers, because they had two kinds.  I felt I deserved two, since it had taken such an effort to get there.  I know, I know, other people expend much more effort.  I am reminded of the story of the Iraqi grandmother who was pushed I-forget-how-many miles in a wheelbarrow (but it was a lot) so she could vote.  And I don’t think they have very good roads in Iraq.

Arriving home, I put my stickers in the TV Journal.  I took a picture, because I feel I am overusing my Media Library lately.  On the brighter side, I drove myself somewhere.  I can drive myself someplace else, I am sure.  Can Mohawk Valley Adventures be far away?

 

A Little Wind Music?

I set foot out of the house today, both feet in fact.  The left side wasn’t too happy about it, but you’ll have that.  Actually, I went outside yesterday to bring my trash out.  I skipped the recyclables.  Today I stepped out to move the container back to behind the house.  It is a lovely day; I am thinking about sitting out on the porch for a while.  We shall see.  In the meantime, I have a few new pictures to make this a better blog post.

The lights are red, white and blue.

My sister Cheryl found these wind chimes the other day, while she was clearing a path for me and my crutches through the living room.  She went to hang them up on the porch.  I should perhaps mention that this was while my father was heroically mowing my terrible lawn, after fetching my newly fixed lawnmower from Collis Hardware (just to throw in a plug for a local business).  Anyways, Cheryl was scandalized I had not hung the chimes up and quickly corrected the omission.

I’m not sure if these make much noise, but they are pretty.

I had hung up a couple of wind chimes during my bouts of cleaning, before I got sidelined (I just can’t keep from throwing in little complaints about my petty physical problems).  So after I moved my trash container, I took pictures of them.

It’s back-lit, but what a nice sky.

This one got a little twisted, but I did not try to untangle it.  You see, I can move around only so much on my left side before it begins to hurt like a sonofabitch (pardon my language);  I was reaching my limit.

When I started making this post, a nice breeze was making some nice music on my porch.  It has gotten quieter. However, I am over 300 words.  We’re all still waiting for Mohawk Valley Adventures, and I hope to oblige sometime.  In the meantime, I shall bill this as a Tired Tuesday and drive on.  Once again, I thank you for tuning in.