Category Archives: Wrist to Forehead Sunday

Will My Post-Christmas Letdown Cause Me to Snap?

I continue to work through my post-Christmas letdown with a Wrist to Forehead Sunday post.  I so much prefer the Christmas weeks I have more time off work, but as I often observe, you can’t have everything.

My favorite!

We have been looking at Snapped for most of the day.  It is a great relief to me to get back into murder and mayhem after all those uplifting Christmas movies Steven has been watching.  Oh, OK, I like Christmas movies and specials, too.  Of course my favorite is How the Grinch Stole Christmas,  narrated by Boris Karloff.  That neatly straddles my love of Christmas and my love of classic horror.

One of my all time favorite pictures.

Perhaps we will watch this one again later this evening.  In the meantime,  I feel I must bring this post to at least 200 words.  Perhaps another illustration would help.

A handsome picture, to be sure.

Here is another mash-up of my two favorite holidays.  I hope to make both last all year.

Bonita will help me in my ambition.

One more picture illustrating my obsessions.  You see my skeleton with Christmas gear in the foreground.   In the background is a Santa Claus who is actually only half there!  Do you find that creepy?  If so, you’re welcome.  Happy Post-Christmas Letdown,  and how many days till Halloween?

 

Tablet, Don’t Fail Me Now!

I guess it’s time for my Wrist to Forehead Sunday post.  I am not actually feeling too angsty, since I do not have to work tomorrow, but do I feel up to making a decent blog post?  That is where the angst comes in.

The thing is, I wanted pictures, but I also want to sit on my comfy couch tapping into my Tablet.  It is not so easy to share the pictures thusly.  So the question now is, do I make the post I was thinking of making only without pictures, or do a totally other post with pictures I can easily get at from here?  Decisions!

Good cheer with beer!

Here is a picture I took at Heelpath Brewing Company at the Frankfort Marina.  I did not get these people’s names, but they were quite willing for me to take their picture. I like to share a nice picture from a local business.

More beer and cheer,

Here is another shot of another visit to Heelpath.  It is a fun place to go.

OK, my Tablet is doing something weird and not letting me share the picture I want to. That brings me right back to Wrist to Forehead Sunday!  And the battery is dying!  Damn!  I guess I’ll just hit Publish and hope for the best, as I have done many times before.  Happy Sunday, everyone!

 

Fun Sunday after Run on Saturday

So now it is Sunday, and I am having quite an enjoyable day.  I went running this morning, most unusual behavior for me on the day after I ran a 5K.  I ran neither very fast nor very long, but I enjoyed it.

Later this afternoon, my husband, Steven, and I went to Fratello’s Pizzeria in Frankfort, NY, for a drink and a snack.  I am hoping to write an article about them for Mohawk Valley Living magazine.  We had a fun time and enjoyed our food and Chardonnay.

Now we are sitting at home, bra off (me), sweats on (both of us ), watching It’s a Wonderful Life  (Steven’s idea) and having another glass of Chardonnay.  And I realize the necessity of making a blog post (by my rules, made up by me, applying to me).

Where we had a nice snack.

I guess I don’t have a whole lot else to say.  Maybe a word or two about the early Christmas present I received today from aforementioned husband Steven.

The new view if me at leisure.

Aren’t they awesome?  Steven purchased them for me yesterday at a drug store while I was running the Reindeer Run 5K and gave them to me today.  Isn’t he wonderful?

I always say there is no point at getting anything done on a Sunday. At least I am making some semblance of a blog post. I hope to see you all again on Monstrous Monday!

 

Cheered Up By Christmas Decorations

It is late in the day on Sunday.  Will I make a blog post or be a failure for the day?  I vote blog post!  With that end in mind, I took a few pictures of the Christmas decorations in our house.  Full disclosure:  my husband Steven is responsible for most of them.  But why worry about such details?  I’m sure my readers would like to see what we have.

A little busy, but I think it is fun.

Here is our mantle.  Some of the decorations are up year round, but I feel the whole is Christmas-y.  I just now realized I should have gotten a close-up of the delightful gnome we recently acquired from Kayla Marie Creations in Mohawk, NY.

Isn’t he cool?

I also wanted to include an update of our skeleton Bonita.  We dressed her for the season.

Why wouldn’t a skeleton celebrate Christmas?

I guess it’s a little blurry, but it will have to do.  I put the garland and fan on her, and Steven gave her the lovely headdress.  He got it off a prize he won yesterday at a basket raffle at Trinity Lutheran Church in Herkimer.

Another Steve creation.

This is our kitchen window.  You can see the reflection of our Halloweddingannivesaweenarary banner.  I tried to turn around and get a shot of that, but the light was against me.

I particularly like the pine cones.

This is our stove.  The pilsners with stones, marbles and pine cone were Steven’s own inspiration.

I do love Christmas decorations.  It makes me feel a little better on Wrist to Forehead Sunday.

 

Has Wrist to Forehead Sunday Become a Cliche?

A winter storm, or at least winter weather started hitting the Mohawk Valley this morning.  I went running well before the precipitation, although it was frightfully cold.  It turns out I don’t mind running in cold weather. If I had gotten on here earlier and made a Sunday Running Commentary post,  I would be all set right now.  Oh well, that ship sailed, as they say (I have many times observed that one can often get away with using a cliche, if one adds “as they say” or “the proverbial”).

Where was I?  Ah yes, indulging in cliche and trying to make a blog post. I think we can legitimately call this a Wrist to Forehead Sunday. I am feeling a bit swoony on the sofa and I don’t care who knows it.

Clearly this is not me, but I know just how she feels.

I really am sorry to be making yet another post about not being able to make a decent blog post.  I’m afraid it has become the rule rather than the  exception.  On the other hand, I am making my Sunday post on Sunday. That has to count for something, doesn’t it?

Oh dear, is “has to count for something” another cliche?  I would hang my head in shame, but I am pretty sure that IS a cliche.  I bet it is also a cliche to promise to try to do better tomorrow.  How embarrassing!  I’ll have to sprinkle “the proverbial” over this post out of a salt shaker!

But Happy Sunday, everyone.

 

No Regrets on Wrist to Forehead Sunday

Even skeletons have their moments of high drama.

After our skeleton Bonita slipped a little, I posed her so she could have a wrist to forehead moment.  Then I realized I must take a picture and use it for my Wrist to Forehead Sunday post.

As I mentioned in what should have been my Saturday post, we had a perfectly marvelous time last night.  I have a dreadful headache today.  Too much Chardonnay?  A continuation of my cold symptoms?  It matters not, I just hope it goes away soon.

Bonita in happier times.

I guess I don’t have a whole lot else to say.  Great time last night, headache today, here’s a skeleton.  Sounds like a typical blog post.

Some of the best friends anybody could have.

Here is a picture from last night at the Waterfront Grille in Herkimer with our friends.  I took more pictures, but most of them came out pretty dark.  And, foolishly, I did not have anyone take a picture of me.  There is only one selfie, and I am not good at selfies, especially after a couple of glasses of Chardonnay.

Oh well, I guess I might as well let you see me looking ridiculous.

I strive to go through life with no regrets.  That last glass of wine may have been a mistake, but no matter.  It was a lovely time, followed by a not bad Sunday.  Bring on Monday!  After a good night’s sleep,  of course.

 

Can 10-Fingered Typing Help Me Now?

I am having a bad blogging weekend.  I fell asleep yesterday (Saturday) without making a post.  Then I got up extra early today, thinking, “OK, two posts in a day; I’ve done that before.”  But I didn’t do it.  Call it no discipline, call it a bad headache (which I had, but it’s gone now, thank heaven!), call be a big fat loser, or just shake your head (or your finger, or your booty).  Where was I?  Ah yes, self-flagellation.  Bad, bad blogger me!

Why does that feel as whiny as my complaints about not feeling able to write?  Oh dear, I was wrong to try to attempt this.  Apparently nothing useful will come out of my brain today.

I had some things to write about, and even some pictures in mind to share.  But all I wanted to do today was lounge around and read a Victoria Holt novel.  I made a pot of chicken soup, after dragging myself to the grocery store for ingredients and other necessities (twice, in fact, because I forgot my purse the first time).  And I knitted while we watched a couple of movies we had DVR’d.

Mostly I spent the day feeling down, down, down.  These things happen, of course.  One cannot spend all one’s time being up, up, up.  Even up, down, up can get a little tiring.  Sometimes the you just have to feel that way until you don’t feel that way any more.  In the meantime, I wanted to make at least one blog post over Saturday and Sunday.  Accordingly, I picked up my Tablet and stylus and…

Typing one letter at a time, even utilizing the sometimes accurate and often amusing predictive text, was just not cutting it for me.  So I switched over to the laptop.  Where things did not seem to go much better.  I just re-read what I have typed so far, and I am not proud of myself.  However, it is over 300 words.  I comfort myself with the thought that no life is wasted: you can always stand as a bad example.  I am sure that must also be true of blog posts.

 

Something, Anything, At Least It’s Not Late!

So there I was, all set to make a good post today and not be typing in something, anything before work tomorrow morning.  Well, I’m halfway there: I’m making Sunday’s post on Sunday, but I pretty much am typing in something, anything. I am fairly happy with myself to be doing that much, though, because I’m going in early tomorrow for some overtime. Yikes!

The sad part is that I have a few good things I could blog about, as mentioned in this morning’s Scattered Saturday post.  But I just don’t have the oomph to do it now.  Sue me.  I suppose I could do a Sunday Cinema post,  since we have been watching movies all day.  However, I am typing this in on my Tablet (having long since gotten used to typing one letter at a time with the stylus), and I don’t have the right pictures in my Media Library.  I do so love using appropriate illustrations.

I’m afraid the best I can do is a Wrist to Forehead Sunday post.  Alas and alack!  I cannot make a decent blog post today!   I say it posed dramatically,  the back of one wrist on my forehead, just about to swoon.  One of these days I actually will swoon. I’ll try to get somebody to take a picture when I do.  What a great addition to my Media Library!

 

Late Sunday Post About Not Writing

Did I declare last week that making Sunday’s post early Monday morning was going to be a thing now?  I actually meant to make a post last night, but my Tablet wouldn’t get online and I felt too tired and lazy to sit upright at the laptop.  I went to bed early rather than fall asleep on the couch.  Then I spent a good portion of the night lying awake trying to sleep.  I have always suffered from insomnia, so this was not surprising. I spent some of my waking hours wondering what I could write a blog post about at this early hour (4 a.m. to me, no matter what my WordPress timestamp says).  I came to the conclusion that I could not and would not make a post, that I have come to the end of my rope and my road as a blogger, who was I kidding anyways, and other discouraging thoughts that might occur to one at 1:47 in the morning (yes, I looked at the clock).

So here I am, once again writing about not writing.  In my more optimistic moments I thought I just need a new approach.  Something to stimulate my creative brain cells, if I have any left (you see, even my more optimistic moments have their downside).  The problem with new approaches is that you can’t just have them, you have do follow them.  I can type every day, “From now on I’m going to…”  We all know, that is not all I have to do.

It’s like diets.  Almost any diet can help you lose weight, leaving aside the question of whether it is healthy or not.  But you have to actually do what the diet tells you to.  And if it is the kind of diet you go off, there is the question of keeping the weight off.   Well, I could draw this comparison out, showing exactly how it relates to writing, but then I would be writing about writing, not about not writing.  Additionally, I am over 300 words, and I have to get on with my usual morning routine. Happy SunMonday everyone.

 

Why DON’T I Have a Chaise Lounge?

Yes, it is Wrist to Forehead Sunday,  and once again, I got nothin’.  We had a rehearsal for Fabulous and Fatal, our latest, and perhaps last, murder mystery.  We got some dinner at The Happen Inn in Little Falls.  Now I am home and, quite frankly, looking forward to bedtime.  But I do not want to be making my Sunday post early Monday morning, so here we are.

Some people may ask (and you know who you are), what reason have I to swoon, dramatically posed with the back of one wrist to my forehead, on a chaise lounge or otherwise (regular readers may remember that I have no chaise lounge)?  I suppose I must confess, very little reason indeed.

I will not reiterate here all the good things in my life.  Nor yet will I make a list of the bad.  Who keeps score of these things anyways?  Oh, I suppose YOU do (once again, you know who you are). One feels the way one feels.  That is all.

I will feel happier once I reach 200 words and hit Publish.  For one reason, Steven is on board with my plan to watch Carnival of Souls, one of my favorite Halloween movies (I like it the rest of the year as well).  I hope to see you all again on Monstrous Monday.