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Slacker Sunday, But Here’s a Snowman

Earlier today I posted on Facebook, “Two things done.  Roughly 5,438 left to go!”  In fact, I got more than two things done today, but the backlog of things that yet need doing looms before me in a most menacing manner.  Although I have had a couple Mohawk Valley Adventures lately, I just don’t feel I can make good blog posts about them.  And so I slack.

A giant snowman might cheer me up!

I took this picture in my neighborhood yesterday while on an otherwise unremarkable walk.  I thought it would be nice to include in my Sunday blog post.  Waste not, want not, I always say.

A smaller snowman, but still cheery.

I remembered I had another picture of a snowman in my Media Library.  I even remembered it was November 2020, so my brain is apparently not completely fried.

It would take a lot of oil to fry this brain!

I venture into non-sequitur territory with The Brain from the Planet Arous.  Or is it more of a tangent, since I just mentioned brain?  I ought to know these grammatical considerations.

All this nonsense is my way of continuing my Blogger’s Sick Day.  I will strive to get my act together in the coming week.  Will I succeed any better than the last dozen times I have thought to get my act together (never mind the last 8,562 times)?  A little uncertainty will add interest to my week.

 

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Oh Poo! It’s Sunday!

Actually, isn’t it right in front of us?

I stole this picture from a Facebook page I love, Dracula’s House of Halloween, because I thought it would be funny on a Wrist to Forehead Sunday Post.  I don’t know that I am apt to swoon, dramatically posed with the back of on wrist to my forehead (is there another way to swoon?), but I am feeling a little down.

Weird Al can cheer me up!

I feared the post would degenerate into “Oh poor, pitiful me!” so looked for an another funny picture to share.  This is Weird Al Yankovic in Galavant, a truly delightful television series that sadly only lasted only two seasons.  My husband, Steven, got me the whole series on DVD, so there is another cheery thought.

Which poo do I feel more like?

I like to have three pictures in a blog post, so here is some fake poo I bought a few years ago as a prop for a murder mystery.  I’m not sure where the smaller poo is, but I think the big one is on the landing of my stairs.  My house is a terrible mess, but at least I know where I can lay my hands on some fake poo!

This is turning into a rather silly post, almost a Non-Sequitur Sunday.  But I believe a silly post is better than no post at all.  Thank you once again for tuning in.

 

Wrist to Stomach

It was going to be such a productive Sunday.  I even made a list of everything I wanted to get done.  I didn’t think I would get everything on the list done, but one’s reach often exceeds one’s grasp.  Now I am remembering a few more things I really ought to have put on the list.   I guess I am not going to get those done either.

I am lounged in my bed with a perfectly dreadful upset stomach.  I think I ate a few too many bad things for my age.  It is too early to go to sleep for the night (although I tried a nap while the upset was at its worst) (here’s hoping the worst has past), so I will try a Wrist to Forehead Sunday Post.

I was having such a fun Sunday, too.  My husband, Steve, and I watched The Raven on Svengoolie, which we DVR’d last night.  I love that movie!

I love Sven, too!

After The Raven, which we did not delete,  we put in Columbo again.  When the DVD player messed up, I remembered I had not gone for a walk this morning.  My stomach was starting to quease (I don’t know if that is actually a verb, but it should be), but I hoped for the best.  Isn’t fresh air and exercise supposed to be healthy?  It turns out not so much.

So that is my sad Sunday story.  At least I got a blog post out of it.  Now please excuse me while I swoon.

 

I Also Have To Write Something

So posting daily did not last very long.  I picked up my Tablet to make a post yesterday but felt too blank and sad.  I thought if I gave it a try this morning (Monday) I might meet with success.

Hmmm… So far, not much.

Isn’t this awesome?

I came across this in my Facebook On This Day.  I find it inspiring.  However, as we all know, inspiration is not enough.  You also have to write something.  I have a few projects in various stages of development:  a new novel and a couple of mysteries, one not involving murder.  I’ll share more about that one later (preview of coming attractions).

For right now, I am up to 100 words, halfway to my self-imposed minimum for a blog post, and I fear I have neither informed nor entertained.  What can I do about that?

What am I doing, emphasizing that this post is late?

I peeped into my Media Library and found this.  My Monday obligations are looming in my peripheral vision, urging me to finish this post and get on with the day.  Am I in fact clinging to Sunday by making my Wrist to Forehead Sunday post?  I think not, but perhaps I flatter myself.

In any case, I have achieved 200 words of this nonsense.  I hope you will all tune in later for my Monstrous Monday Post.

 

At Least I Have Been Adventuring

I really, truly, totally meant to make my Saturday blog post on Saturday.   Then I thought for sure I would make it early Sunday morning.  Or maybe later Sunday morning after my run.  Predictably,  here I am Sunday evening,  hoping to make some semblance of a post.  No promises.

On the brighter side,  I am better off than I have been some weekends when I just quietly did not post at all Saturday or Sunday.  I have to congratulate myself on the small wins.  I can only hope that one day they will lead to larger wins.  Or maybe to getting anything done at all.  But let us not ask for miracles.

New digs for one of my favorite places!

Here is one of the pictures  I took Saturday in hopes of doing a Scattered Saturday Post.  It is Rose Quartz Stand, one of my favorite stores.  They recently moved next door, to the corner of Mohawk and South Main streets in Herkimer,  NY.  It is a larger space and very nice.  I must write a longer blog post about it.

The downstairs is open!

Another blog post I need to make is one about Mohawk Valley Community Market,  on North Main Street in Herkimer.   They recently expanded.

Look at all that fun stuff!

One more shout-out on this post-that-is-not-really-a-post:  A Little Touch of Country on South Washington Street in Herkimer.  What a lot of really nice stuff!

As you may guess, I did a bit of adventuring on Saturday.  Isn’t that often the way:  when you do a lot of stuff, you are too tired to make a blog post; when you are not too tired to make a blog post, it is because you have not been doing anything worth posting about.

However, I see I am approaching 300 words.  I call that good on what is often a Wrist to Forehead Sunday.  I hope you all had a lovely weekend.

 

Souls, Swoon, Snapped, It’s Sunday

There I was, so proud of myself for making my Friday post on Friday, then I did not post at all on Saturday and here I am on Sunday, no blog post and very little brain to come up with one.  How dreadfully irresponsible of me.  I guess it is a Wrist to Forehead Sunday,  because I do feel rather inclined to swoon, dramatically posed with the back of one wrist to my forehead, onto a handy chaise lounge.  Why do I not have a chaise lounge?

An evocative poster, no?

My husband, Steve, and I did watch a couple of movies, one of my favorite things to do on a Sunday.  I wanted to see Carnival of Souls.  It is so unsettling with very few special effects, a testimony to what can be accomplished on a small budget.

A haunting image.

I throw in another image for good measure.  When this moment happened in the movie, I drew Steve’s attention to it.  I knew I had seen a still of it.  I got these images, by the way, from a Carnival of Souls Facebbok fan page.

We are now looking at an episode of Snapped.  Sunday’s are for Snapped, according to the Oxygen Facebook page, but I don’t mind catching an episode or two any day of the week.

Luckily I have not reached mine yet.

I see I am over 200 words.  Score!  I guess I don’t have to swoon after all.

 

Should I Even Use This Post?

I guess it was a Slacker Sunday even more so than it was a Slacker Saturday yesterday.  I have long considered it a useless exercise to try to get anything done on a Sunday.  Of course, in those days I used to get a few things accomplished during the rest of the week.  What is it with me and the inability to get anything accomplished?

I did get a run in, but it was not nearly as long as yesterday’s.  I said to myself, “Why do I always have to try to be so tough? What do I think you are, a Ukranian?”  Still, it was a run and I did it.  I made it to the store, purchasing groceries and a few other necessities.  I did a load of laundry.  I list these things in the forlorn hope of convincing myself that I am not completely useless.

Oh, I am not indulging in self pity over here.  I know my life is not wasted.  Remember,  no life is wasted.  One can always stand as a bad example to others.

That was as much as I typed in last night (Sunday).  That is, pecked in one letter at a time with the stylus on my Tablet, in my bed, before going to sleep (who, me? sleep?  well, at least I tried).  I felt it was repetitive, boring and whiny.  In the spirit of Waste Not, Want Not, I saved it as a draft, appending the headline you see.  Now it is Monday morning and I am ten-fingered typing on the dining-room-table-top, and I think that I will use this post.  For one reason, I got nuthin’ else.

My thought here is, a bad post is better than no post at all.  I shall bill this as a Wrist to Forehead Sunday and hope my readers will bear with me until I can come up with something better.

 

 

Some Kind of Sunday

Oh dear, looking back over the last week, I see I have missed a few blog posts.  Well, at least I will not miss my Sunday post.  Last week I considered instituting a different feature from Wrist to Forehead Sunday.  That still appeals to me.  For one reason, I feel I must explain Wrist to Forehead every time, and explanations are so tiresome.

I must make a note to myself to strive to make my blog posts earlier in the day.  I get so tired so easily!  Perhaps I need to lead a healthier lifestyle.  Any suggestions?

A lucky find in my Media Library.

I have had an enjoyable if not particularly productive day.  I went for a long (for me) run, I grocery shopped, I did a load of laundry, I cooked a tasty dinner, and we watched movies, one of which I found a picture from, Murder by Death.

I cannot seem to find any good pictures from Sleepy Hollow, the first movie we watched, but here is a funny story about it.  Our DVDs are in alphabetical order.  I started looking for Sleepy Hollow   under “H,”  because I usually call it The Headless Everybody.

Skulls are so in these days.

The last movie we watched was The Screaming Skull. I think I have the movie poster in my Media Library but am too lazy to look for it so downloaded the above from Facebook.  You would think I could have found an image of Sleepy Hollow that way, but apparently not so much.

This is a fun book.

In my gyrations to share the skull picture, somehow I inserted Dick and Jane and Vampires into this post, which was also in my Media Library.  I know I could easily delete it, but I kind of like it.

I see I have somehow gotten to 300 words.  How did that happen?  I don’t know how to bill this post.  Cinema?  Scattered? Slacker?  Maybe Searcher Sunday, because I was searching for pictures to share.  Any thoughts?

 

What? No Sunday Swoon?

I am beginning to think I need a different feature to replace Wrist to Forehead Sunday.  Lately I do not possess the requisite oomph to swoon, dramatically posed with the back of one wrist to my forehead, on a handy chaise lounge or elsewhere.  I know some of you are asking, how much energy does it take to swoon?  Very little, I confess, for an ordinary swoon.  But for a Wrist to Forehead Sunday swoon, I need to be dramatic!  Surely you understand (it seemed a good moment to call you Shirley).

Now there is a dramatic swoon!

I throw in a picture from my Media Library to pep things up.  It is from Mad Love, a delightfully creepy movie.  I am ready to start watching Halloween movies.  I do not have Mad Love on DVD, but I think it is still on my DVR from when I recorded it off TCM.

This is me being dramatic.

Here is the picture I was looking for when I found that one of the swoon.  I am the one in blue, wrist to forehead, sobbing,  “Oh shame!  Oh degradation!”  It was in Dirty Work at the Crossroads, a,1890’s melodrama directed by my husband, Steven, at Ilion Little Theatre in 2013.  It was a fun scene to play, but it took a lot more energy than I seem to have these days.

So basically I need something for Sunday similar to Tired Tuesday, only I can’t think of anything alternative.  I do like alliteration.  Then I ask myself, what is my problem that I have to have so many days when I can’t seem to make a decent blog post.  What’s that all about, me?

In the meantime,  it seems I have blathered on for almost 300 words (isn’t “blathered” a word? my autocorrect wants to change it to “slathered”). I say that is not bad.  I’ll work on making a better blog post tomorrow.

 

Columbo, Can You Help Me Now?

I am not having a Wrist to Forehead Sunday today for the simple fact that I am too tired to raise my wrist that high.  Wow, how pathetic is that?  What a big, lazy baby I am!  I mean, how much trouble is it to swoon dramatically?  Too much, apparently.  So I sit on the couch, trying to make some post, any post.

“One more thing.”

As I type (one letter at a time with the stylus), I am looking at an episode of Columbo on DVD.  I love Columbo.

Earlier today I went for a run.  I went grocery shopping, made some things for my week’s lunches, and fixed a tasty dinner for my husband, Steve, and me.  I suppose I could have come up with OK blog posts about any of those activities.  Hmmm… nope.  They just don’t move me.

I know, I know, one must not wait for inspiration nor to be in the mood to write.  We have been over this.  Can I think of anything new to say about it?  How about this:  this blog is my hobby.  I do it because it is fun.  I enjoy it.  Sometimes it is more of an effort than others, but I find that I am usually happy that I have made the effort.  It is like running in that respect:  you have to put up with the crap runs to get to the good ones.

Oh dear, that sounds like some of my blog posts are crap posts.  SAY IT AIN’T SO!!!

The point I was going for was that I like to blog about what moves me at the moment.  At the moment, I do not feel particularly moved.  However, I have managed to rattle on for over 250 words.  Steven has started another episode of Columbo.  I would like to watch it.