Category Archives: Way Back Wednesday

I’m Idle on the Ides

Beware the Ides of July!  Perhaps you thought the Ides were only in March.  A doctor I used to work with said it was the Ides the 15th of every month.  This was the same doctor that once made a smarter-than-thou remark and I told him not to be didactic.  He said he didn’t know what that meant.  I told him it meant the same thing as pedantic, and he got mad.  I like to tell that story.  But I digress.

Today on Facebook, I posted that it was the Ides of July, which must be why I was having a bad day already.  It is a weird day, because the wildfires in Canada are affecting the air quality here.  It is as dark as a very cloudy day in my house, but when I look outside, everything looks yellow.  I find it creepy.  I KNOW, Canada has it much worse, I feel terrible for them!  Anyways, a couple of friends commented that they hoped my day got better and I realized I was probably the only one who could make my day better for me (a fairly daunting thought).

Accordingly, I took a soapy shower (I found some moisturizing body wash and one of those plastic spongy things). I put on one of my fancy caftans and the fancy shoes I later found to go with it.  Naturally I took a picture.

Don’t you just love the pompoms?

I might have looked more elegant with my ankles crossed, but with my left foot perpetually asleep, I felt it better not to.  Long-time readers may remember those shoes as the ones I wore to get strangled in in Prescription: Murder at Ilion Little Theatre about a year and a half ago.  Everybody loved those shoes then.

He looks upset, but he was really glad I was dead.

Maybe I can also bill this post as a Wayback Wednesday now.  Anyways, I also took a selfie, so readers could see my fancy caftan.  Maybe I should get one of them there selfie sticks, so I can really give the picture.

I try to look cute.

I guess I have cheered myself up some.  I feel cool and elegant in my caftan.  Maybe I’ll pour some ice water into a fancy glass and sip it slowly.  At any rate, at least I’ve made a blog post.  I hope the air outside is better, so I can have some Mohawk Valley Adventures tomorrow.

 

Wuss-Out, Way-Back, Mid-Week, Whatever!

Wuss-out Wednesday follows Tired Tuesday and that is just the way it goes some weeks.  I managed to get a very few things done today, but I am not up to great feats of Mohawk Valley Adventures nor blogging about them.  The best I can hope for is a Mid-Week Monsters Post.  Maybe a Wayback Wednesday or Preview of Coming Attractions.  Let us see what catches my attention in my Media Library.

Aren’t they cute?

How about monsters and a preview?  I do not remember where I came by the dinosaur (which could be construed as a monster), but the animals came from Rose Quartz Stand, one of my favorite stops when I am on Mohawk Street in Herkimer, NY.  I have a nice collection of those little animals.  They are so small, it is no problem to add to the collection.  Also, I like to give them to people.

Apparently the skeletons did not read the sign.

Here is a place I would like to go again, leg and back permitting: Gold Rush Adventure Golf in Westmoreland.  I’m sure many of the displays have been changed and/or added to, because it has been a few years since I was there.

Nothing monstrous about this!

Now here is something I have not done in a while: gone garage saling.  Of course, I am supposed to be getting rid of stuff in my house.  Still, I might find some good stuff that wouldn’t take up too much room, mightn’t I?  I think Herkimer Village-Wide Garage Sales are coming up.  Once again, I will not have my act together to participate.  Never mind.  At least I made a blog post.  Happy Wednesday, everybody.

 

Fiery Weather, Festive Attire, and Phil?

Today shall be a Wayback Wednesday post, if not a Wuss-out Wednesday.  I have spend the day lounged in front of a fan, pausing only to take a cool shower, AAAAaaaahhhh! In my defense, WKTV Weather declared it an Alert Day due to severe heat.  At my age, one had to be wary of these things.  For one reason, I have suffered from heat injuries in the past. Once you have suffered from heat injuries, you are all the more susceptible.  Stop playing those miniature violins!  I wasn’t asking for sympathy; I was merely stating a fact.  I encourage everybody out there to stay hydrated and not to overexert.

I usually spell it with a b.

Yes, this is me on many occasions.  However, I hope to revive myself as the afternoon wears on.  I may even try to put on some festive attire and venture from the house.

He is such a wonderful musician and human being!

My thought is to go to Fratello’s Pizzeria in Frankfort, NY and hear Phil Arcuri, one of my favorite local musicians.  I used to go to Fratello’s almost every Wednesday for food and music, but I have not been in recent weeks.  What’s that all about, me?  This might be the week I make it back there!  But what to wear?

It is festive attire, yes?

This is the outfit I wore to the Pride Stride 5K in Little Falls in 2021.  Pride should be all year, should it not?  And I do love all the colors of the rainbow!  I think I still have the headband, but the t-shirt is worn out.  I shall have to see what I can come up with.  It should at least be worth another blog post!

 

 

First World Problems on Wayback Wednesday

I got out of the house and ran some errands today but, alas, did not take any pictures.  In my defense, my errands were not that exciting in nature.  Also, gimping around on crutches with a bag that may come crashing off my shoulder at any minute is not especially conducive to photographic activities. On the brighter side, I am filled with gratitude and good feelings about humanity.  People at every stop went out of their way to hold doors open for me and had no problems waiting for me while I fumbled with said bag, looking for cash, ID, or whatever.  My only problem now is what to blog about.  I suppose that comes under the heading First World Problems.

Look how cute he is!

I go for a Wayback Wednesday post with a picture from 2017.  This is my late, dearly missed husband Steven outside the library in Arlington, VT.  We were on a visit to his family and were leaching on the library’s WiFi, a most convenient thing to do when one has a laptop, as opposed to the dining-room-table-top it eventually became (oh, here is a handy thing: my Chromebook automatically put in the hyphens which I meant to add after typing in the words with no spaces.  Sometimes technology works in my favor!).

I must do some deck-sitting again.

Here is a shot from 2020,  You can see Steve’s leg on the left.  The sandals I am wearing have sadly broken, and my deck is far from sitting-ready.  That is something I must work on.  However, my leg seems to be tolerating more movement lately, so perhaps I will attempt some chores around the house (preview of coming attractions).  Will chores be blog-worthy?  We shall see.  As always, I hope you will stay tuned.

 

I Hope this Blog Post Isn’t a Drag

I looked through my phone in hopes of having a Waste Not Want Not Wednesday, but I guess I am wanting not, because I only found one picture.  However, it is an excellent picture to share during Pride Month, so here it is.

I was getting Divine vibes.

During the Herkimer’s Sprig Shop Crawl back in April, there was a vendor and craft sale at Herkimer College, sponsored by hosted by HOPE,  an organization aiming to create safe spaces, increase visibility for LGBTQ+, and provide community resources.  I was tired by the point in my crawl, so I did not look at all the vendors, but I did ask for a picture with this beautiful Queen.  She was very gracious about it, and another woman nicely offered to take the picture so I could be in it.

When I tried to be a drag queen.

Back in 2019 I wrote a murder mystery about a group of Drag Queens (one of us killed Princess Dragomiroff).  Even though Drag Queens are traditionally male, my friend Kim and I had to participate.  Much later I heard that Drag is for everyone, so I feel encouraged. I would like to find out some more about Drag culture. To Wong Foo, Thanks for Everything, Julie Newmar is one of my favorite movies.

We were a handsome couple

I can’t resist sharing another picture of my late, dearly loved husband, Steve.  In drag or regular clothes, he was a delightful man.

So here is another blog post from the couch.  I do not know if I can come up with enough memories to keep making posts till I am mobile again, but I intend to give it a try.

 

Old Mystery, New Mystery

I am going to have a Way Back Wednesday post but cannot decide if I want to go back to murder mysteries or gardening glories.  OK, my previous gardening endeavors have not been particularly glorious; I was merely going for the alliteration, since one is built in for murder mysteries.  Since I shared flowers yesterday and am concerned with Saturday’s performance of A Revolutionary Murder, I think I will go with the first one.

They are more suspicious than they look.

These are two of the suspects from A G.R.A.V.E. Murder, which we presented in October 2017 to benefit the Herkimer County Historical Society.  I was thinking about it last night, because my friend, Chuck, who is in A Revolutionary Murder, said that was one of his favorite characters, an endearingly gung ho ghost hunter (why in the world is my computer underlining “gung”?  I even looked it up!).  Saturday he plays a wheeler-dealer in charge of the evening.

Here’s the whole murderous crew!

Here is the entire cast of A G.R.A.V.E. Murder.  The second from the right is in A Revolutionary Murder as well.  He played a snotty, snobby fellow in the first but plays a gung ho musical theatre aficionado in the second.

Look at the crowd!

One more shot of G.R.A.V.E.  It was one of our best attended performances, which led to some problems being heard.  I hope we will get good attendance on Saturday and help Morning Star make some money.

A Revolutionary Murder will be presented at Morning Star United Methodist Church, 36 Second St., Ilion, NY, on Saturday, May 16, doors open at 5 p.m., roast pork dinner at 5:30.  It is a good idea to get there at 5 p.m. For tickets or more information call Barb at 315-894-4520.

 

Monstrous Memories on a Late Wuss-Out Wednesday Post

Well I wussed out on Wednesday and failed to make a blog post.  In my defense… my defense is too long and boring to share. Instead I will make a late  Mid-Week Monsters post and try for a Non-Sequitur or other Thursday post later in the day.  It is not super early for me, but it is prior to 7 a.m. which is considered early by many.

Extra points for crazy eyes.

How about me and a monster, qualifying this as a Wayback Wednesday post as well.  This was from October 2020, when we were all trying to recover from the COVID lock-down.  I was pursuing a challenge of exercising for 34 minutes 34 days in a row to call attention to 34 million Americans who suffer from diabetes.  Part of the challenge was to post a selfie every day and talk about the challenge.  Naturally I included friends.

It’s Mookie Wilson!

I was so taken by that selfie, I make bold to share another one.  I talked about Mookie Wilson the bat in a recent blog post.  If I can find it I will make a ping back to it.

I don’t want Bonaparte to feel left out!

And one more, just to make it three pictures.  I have been having a little trouble running and walking this past week, but I will not share my woes with you yet (key word being yet; I cannot always refrain from whining).  In the meantime, I have achieved over 200 words, my first, and perhaps only accomplishment of the day.  Once again, I thank you for tuning in.

 

What Kind of a Wednesday?

So I waited till quite late in the day on Wednesday to make a blog post and I am wondering if I should go for a Wuss-Out Wednesday, a Way-Back Wednesday, or a Mid-Week Monsters post.  Regular readers (if I still have any) are probably betting on the Mid-Week Monsters.  I do love my creepy crawly friends.

Aren’t they fun?

Here is a multi-purpose picture.  It is Monsters, obviously, and it is Way-back, since it is from October 2016, AND it is a shout-out to a local business, because it was taken at Pumpkin Junction in Sauquoit, NY,one of my favorite places.   I mean Pumpkin Junction, not Sauquoit although I am sure Sauquoit is a perfectly nice locality, although my computer seems to think it is not a word.  However, my quarrels with autocorrect are well known and we will not revisit them at this time (good God, is “autocorrect” usually underlined?  Why do I not remember these things?)

I’m thinking that fellow does more coffee than treats at the So Sweet.

Here is another picture from 2016 from another local business.  The So Sweet Candy Shoppe has moved to Clinton from Utica, but they still offer a delightful variety of treats.  I just don’t imagine the skeleton is there now as their Valentine’s Day decorations are probably up.  Still, I thought he fit in with the post.

I am in general not a fan of multi-tasking, preferring to concentrate on one thing at a time in hopes of doing it right (not always likely when I am involved), but I have included monsters, pictures from the past, shout-outs to two local businesses, and I have even wussed out to a certain extent.  I think this blog post has done more than its fair share of work.  If it has entertained anybody as well, I am more than content with my efforts.]

 

No Ghosts, But Christmas Past

The late blog posts continue as I attempt to make Wednesday’s post Thursday morning.  I thought I could do a Wayback Wednesday, maybe a combination Wayback Wednesday/Throwback Thursday.  Perhaps a visit from the Ghost of Christmas Past.

Proof that Santa Claus does so visit the naughty ones!

I am not sure where this particular Santa Claus is.  We got him from the Herkimer County Historical Society.  He had blown into their yard one blustery December day, and nobody claimed him.  Our friends at the society thought my husband, Steven and I would give him a good home.  It is in fact only the top half of a Santa, hence our idea to hide him behind the fireplace screen.

Sometimes I decorate myself.

I can’t resist showing this picture of me in a festive outfit.  I still have the shirt; I purchased it from the J.C. Penney catalogue back into he late ’80s (why in the world is catalogue underlined?  I am not looking it up, dammit!)

We’ve added a couple of Santas since.

In case you wondered about the Santas on the stairs in the last shot, here is a picture of them without me blocking the view.   I should clean up my steps and bring some Santas down to cheer myself up.  I have a few Christmas decorations out, amidst the mess I keep trying to clean.  Will things ever look better?  Will my house ever be ready to receive guests?  Will anybody deign to come over if I do get cleaned up?  For the answers to these and other questions of greater or lesser interest, stay tuned to Mohawk Valley Girl!

 

I Say More Wuss-Out Than Wayback

Well, here we go again with me going days in a row without making a blog post.  I do not even know if I will finish this one today.  I have plans to go to Fratello’s Pizzeria in Frankfort NY with a friend for food and music.  I can’t even say that is a preview of coming attractions, because how often have I said I was going to make a blog post about something then did not.  I did not make that a question, because I do not expect that anybody will go back and check, least of all me, and I do not welcome guesses.

There is not much snow there currently.

I wanted to put in a picture, to break things up a little.  I accidentally clicked on this one from last January as I was fumbling around in my Media Library (still figuring out this new computer), and said, why not?  It is the path over what used to be a hydraulic canal in Herkimer, a favorite place for me to run or walk. I have not been walking enough lately and not running at all, but I hope to change that soon.  Not right this minute, of course. Right this minute I am blogging.

I do not intend to wear these to walk or run.

To mix things up a little more, I include this shot from 2015, when I was in Busybody at Ilion Little Theatre.  That was a fun show.  That makes this a kind of a Wayback Wednesday, although I had intended more of a Wuss-Out Wednesday.  Oh well, call it what you like.  I am over 250 words, and at least I have made a blog post.  As always, thank you for tuning in.