Category Archives: Tired Tuesday

A Couple of Pictures, Not Much of a Post

Once again I have left it till too late in the evening to make a proper blog post.  Oh, wait, it is Tired Tuesday!   I am inadvertently appropriate.  What is my excuse the rest of the time, you may ask. I will explain: shut up (with thanks to S. J. Perelman) (look him up) (or just wonder).

Where was I?  Ah yes, tired Tuesday.  My original plan was to go running and make a Running Commentary Post, using for illustration two pictures I took on Sunday’s cool down walk.  I felt too tired to run (what a surprise) but managed a walk, thinking to make a Pedestrian Post .  I took pictures on the walk and had some interesting narration in my head.  But it is too long, which may be surprising for a 20 minute walk but not when you remember how much I like to talk.

I don’t know that I really captured the light.

I cut to the chase with the first picture from Sunday.  I was struck by how the sun seemed to zero in on that one patch of color.

More than just a patch!

Walking up a dead end street, I found some more color.  I spend a lot of time during the fall just staring at the trees knowing the beauty will not last.

I see professional and amateur photographers sharing their work on Facebook, and, yes, it is much better than mine.  But I make bold to share my little contribution and hope you are all enjoying the season.

 

Talk Too Much on Tired Tuesday?

Yeah, well, at least I got through Tuesday.

I never for one minute thought today was Friday.  I think I might try to stop looking forward to Friday so much.  I never get as much done on the weekends as I want to.  And when you get right down to it, it is a little silly to spend five days longing for two.  I hope that is not all I spend my week doing.  I try to get at least a little joy out of each day.

How philosophical I am tonight.  I do not have a feature for that.  There is Monday Middle-aged Musings, which I have not had in a while (Monstrous Monday is just so much more fun).  And Lame Post Friday used to be the place for half-baked philosophy (and random observations).  Usually it is Tired Tuesday, which is not the home of much.

Yes, I am tired today.  I worked for ten hours,  which I have not done in a while.  I shan’t say more about that (and for heavens’ sakes, autocorrect, “shan’t” is so a word!), because this is not a work blog.  I merely mention it, because I am too tired to think of much else to say.  I am mostly glad I could find the preceding picture in my Media Library.

Now, having rattled on for over 200 words without saying much of anything, I terminate this post (Terminator Tuesday?).  Perhaps I have said too much.

 

Tuesday Trudge?

I have long tried, sometimes successfully, to motivate myself with the mantra Just Do One Thing.  I recently encountered a similar thought in a Facebook meme.  It went something like, Can’t do the dishes? Wash one plate.  Can’t take a shower?  Just wash your face.  So this morning when I woke up with my entire body and psyche screaming that they did not want to walk, I thought, Just go around the block.  Take a short walk.

I was doing really well with my early morning walks for a while.  I was up to 30 minutes, drinking water while I walked and making my way to the spring to refill my bottle. Yesterday I did not walk at all. This morning I told myself a ten minutevwalk would be acceptable.

Temperatures have dropped somewhat as fall approaches, but it was no cooler than sweatshirt weather.  That is fine with me as it gives me pockets for tissues and my phone.  I took a bottle of water but did not intend to refill it.  It was kind of nice to walk a different route from to the spring and back.

Down to Church Street and over to my beloved Herkimer Historic Four Corners, I decided.  That would make two blocks.  Further than intended but not as far as previously.  Thus I compromise with myself.

I did not take any pictures with my phone, because pictures taken in the dark so rarely turn out well.  But perhaps I can find something in my Media Library to pep up the post.

It looks more mysterious in the dark.

Here is the graveyard surrounding Herkimer Reformed Church.  I find it fascinating any time of the day or night.

As I approached the church, I saw a bicycle in the parking lot entrance.  It looked for all the world as if it had been left out with the trash.  Tuesday is trash day in Herkimer.  That can’t be, I thought.  Still, there it was, and who knows what the garbage collectors might think.  I took it upon myself to move the bike from the curb.  I leaned it against the railing of the steps leading up to the church’s back door.

That was the only excitement in my walk, which lasted 17 minutes, by the way.  So I got some semblance of exercise today.  And now I have made some semblance of a blog post.  Score!  Not bad for a Tired Tuesday.

 

Where Would I Have Walked?

I thought that instead of making a Tired Tuesday post, I would take a nice walk, take some pictures, and do a Pedestrian, such as I have not done in a while.  Unfortunately, it started raining just as I was about to start my walk.  It has not stopped yet.  There is every chance I will take a walk in the morning, but it will still be dark, making pictures ineligible (I’ve tried).  Perhaps I could share a few pictures from previous walks and talk about where I would like to walk to next time.

Graveyards are always interesting.

Here is a picture from August 2020, taken at my beloved Herkimer Historic Four Corners.  It is Herkimer Reformed Church.  I am fascinated by the graveyard.  Old gravestones are always so evocative.  Many of my walks and runs do take me by the Historic Four Corners.

I love a grey sky!

Here is my own neighborhood in August 2021, on an evening similar to tonight.  This picture, of course, was taken before the storm.  If I had gone for my walk earlier, I might have taken such a picture today.  However, it is a useless exercise to pine for what might have been.

I think it is looking a little worse these days.

This picture is from August 2018.  I often walk or run on Washington Street and see this former school.  I am always so sad to see a building go to waste.  Wouldn’t it be nice if somebody bought it and made it into something fun, like an arts center or antique mall?  I have neither the wherewithal nor the business expertise for such a project.  I don’t even know if the building is in good enough shape for any use, but it is fun to speculate.

Pretty!

I close with a picture from my own backyard in August 2018.  The Black-Eyed Susans are still there, although there are some other uninvited  plants growing there as well.  Perhaps I can get a picture of them tomorrow.  I would also like to cut a few to put in a vase in my house.

In the meantime, I am over 300 words and hope my readers have been at least mildly entertained.  I hope to go for a real blogging walk soon.

 

At Least I Voted

Once again, my blog is degenerating into late post after late post, whining about how tired I am.  But, hey, when I make a late post, I often do it on the laptop (dining room table top, as regular readers may recall), and I am reminded how much fun ten-fingered typing is.  I must purchase a new laptop.  That might be worth a blog post.

Be all that as it may, I was indeed too tired to make a post yesterday, and I was too tired to go for a walk this morning.  If  I was being less kind to myself, I could substitute lazy for tired, so you may may what judgements you like.  I got home from work tired but had things I needed to do.  Of course I did not do all of them, but I showered (an absolute necessity, given my job and the summer weather) and did a load of laundry (also a necessity if I did not want to wear dirty pants to work) (they are just going to get dirty again, but you’ll have that). Then my husband, Steve, and I headed to Basloe Library in Herkimer, NY to vote.

I am not really adept with my cell phone.

After we voted, I took an ussie, specifically for blogging purposes.  I was truly sorry to leave the library without pausing to look for a book or two, but we were hungry.  Accordingly, we went to Salvatore’s Pizzeria and Restaurant.  Steven got a bacon cheeseburger while I, tempted by the special, got a calzone with three toppings.  I picked meatballs, mushrooms, and black olives.  The reason I went for the meatballs was that I knew we would have a large amount leftover and Steven likes meat on pizza and such-like (isn’t a calzone just a folded-up pizza?).

Back home, all I wanted to do was sit on the couch and watch an episode of Dateline (love that Keith Morrison).  At least I crocheted while I watched, so it was not completely unproductive.  I really must up my crochet game and make more things than afghans, but that is for another day.

In the meantime, I see I am over 300 words.  I call that more than respectable for a late Tired Tuesday post.  Later on, I will strive not to Wuss Out on Wednesday, but as usual, no promises.  And just as an aside, why did I not dub it Wimp-out Wednesday?  Any thoughts?

(Ooh, 400 words! Score!)

 

Mesa’d Up on Tired Tuesday

The problem with taking Monday off work is that Tuesday begins to feel awfully Mondayish.  On the other hand, it sets me up nicely for a Tired Tuesday Post.  I guess I am tired most days, but Tuesday is the day that makes it alliterative.  Never mind all that, what can I say to make the post interesting?

I could use such a nice dressing gown.

When in doubt, throw in a monster pic.  This is Claude Rains as The Invisible Man.  He is dressed for bed, which I felt was appropriate because I plan to go to bed soon.  Full disclosure: I do not wear such fancy pajamas.

“Forsooth and… stuff.”

I throw in a picture from  Love’s Labour’s Lost,  which closed Sunday, because it is still very much on my mind.  My lines are still jostling against each other in my head.  Then I remember that I don’t have to remember them any more.  Phew!

I guess I don’t really look like that.

Looking for another monster photo in my Media Library, I came across this movie poster.  I feel it is appropriate, because I feel lost and I am definitely a woman, although I do not live on a mesa with other lost women.  At least, I suppose  other women around me might feel lost at times, but they do not share that information with me.

What a post.  I covered being tired, mentioned the play, and shared monster pictures.  Kind of a Non-Sequitur Post.  I usually save those for Thursday.  What a time warp I am in! But I am over 250 words and not posting first thing in the morning.  I’m going to call that a win.

 

Labouring Over Tired Tuesday

Hello and welcome to another Post-Rehearsal Post.  There will not be many more of these.  For one reason, we do not have many more rehearsals.  Yikes!  Opening Performance is in just four days!

Regular readers know I am talking about Love’s Labour’s Lost by William Shakespeare, being staged by LiFT, Little Falls Theatre Company as part of Little Falls Canal Celebration this weekend. I just got back from a dress rehearsal.  I brought my Tablet and took a few pictures.

It was hard to get one where everybody showed.  

I will need to work on getting a few shots of the scenes I am in.  And maybe get a few staged shots to really show the costumes.

Another funny scene.

I am still laughing out loud over some of the bits in this play.  I have some very funny castmates.

This was an earlier scene. Should I have gone in order?

I guess I do not have a whole lot else to say about rehearsal.  I am going to say that is OK for a Tired Tuesday Post.  For one reason,  I want to go to bed NOW.

I will probably spread my pictures out over a few posts.  After all, it is All Love’s Labour’s Lost All The Time.

Once again, performances are at Benton’s Landing in Little Falls, NY Saturday and Sunday, August 13 and 14 at 1 p.m.

 

Pedestrian Pictures Part 3

On this morning’s walk, I purposely walked by places I took pictures last Saturday, so I could use the last three in today’s post.  Of course it was dark when I walked today, but pictures don’t turn out so well in the dark.

Sometimes there are flowers.

Walking or running (Oh, WILL I ever run again?), I usually try to see the temperature on the sign in front of Trinity Lutheran Church.  That is how I know I can rock a run down to 10 degrees Fahrenheit.  This morning was warmer than 59 degrees.  It was muggy too. I anxiously await a break in humidity.

It feels steeper when you are on it.

This is the infamous Hill By Valley Health.  I capitalize it, because I often refer to it when logging my runs and now walks. It is by no means as formidable as the hill up to Herkimer College (previously known as HCCC), but I found it took some effort to get up it this morning.

I LOVE the spring!

Every morning, I carry a small bottle of water, drink it while I walk, and refill it at the spring.  It is what I used to do one my longer runs, when I was getting up to 50 minutes, or mornings I felt particularly dehydrated.  I feel particularly dehydrated most of the time these days. I don’t know what that’s all about.

It was not a bad walk. Few of my walks are.  Of course, walking is much easier than running, and you don’t always need to shower afterwards.  I will have to start making some more interesting observations, though, if I want to continue making a lot of Pedestrian Posts.  For today, however, I’ll just bill this as a Tired Tuesday and drive on.  Once again, thank you for tuning in.

 

Not a Promising Blog Post

What the hell? I just typed in about two paragraphs worth of words, and they are nowhere to be seen!

That is what I ten-finger typed on my laptop (regular readers may recall that now it is exclusively a dining-room-tabletop) after attempting to make a Pre-Rehearsal Post. With the laptop there tends to be a delay, especially when I type fast, as I often do. So I just let my fingers fly then wait for the words to magically appear. Today they did not. In frustration, I typed in the preceding paragraph and gave it up till after rehearsal.

Now it is after rehearsal, and I am reclined in by bed, pecking in one letter at a time with the stylus on my Tablet, which is what I have sadly become used to doing. I am also sadly becoming used to making post after post about, well, nothing in particular. I must do something about that, but I can’t seem to think of any steps I can take right now.

The best thing I can think to do is bill it as a Tired Tuesday Post and hope that tomorrow I can come up with something better than Wuss-Out Wednesday. But as regular readers know, I never make promises about these things.

I Entertain a Blog Post

How about a Post-Rehearsal Post? I would normally end that sentence with a period not a question mark, since I intend to go ahead and make the post anyways. However, this evening I entertain doubts of my ability to do so.

By the way, “entertain doubts” is one of my favorite expressions. When you entertain doubts, how do you do it? Do you invite them into your parlor and serve tea? Or do you do a little song and dance, maybe some stand-up comedy? I lean towards the latter, being a theatre geek, but the idea of treating doubts as my honored guest also has its appeal.

But I digress.

I am doubting my ability to make a blog post, because I have a whanging headache (no, autocorrect, I do not mean a changing headache; I wish it would change!). I started to get it at rehearsal, as the sun seemed to set right into my eyes. It was even worse on the ride home. Kim was driving, so I must count my blessings. I took a couple extra strength acetaminophens when I got home, so that is another blessing I can count.

So this is my blog post. I can bill it as a Tired Tuesday or a Blogger’s Sick Day, but I guess it is really yet another Post About Why I Can’t Make a Blog Post. Once again, thank you for tuning in.