Perhaps posting every other day will be a thing for a while. No promises. However, I managed to find my way to the dining-room-table-top and, well, here I am.
I just paused to get some coffee. Surely that will help (after all, somebody’s name might be Shirley).
Not the cup I am using, but I wanted to add an illustration.
In my favor today: it is Lame Post Friday. Although I have made a habit lately of making my Lame Post Friday post early Saturday morning and my Throwback Thursday post early Friday morning, I feel fairly certain today’s will be somewhat of a lame post. Then again, a couple of Throwback pictures might pep things up.
A favorite scene.
From spring of 2019, a scene from Morning’s at Seven at Ilion Little Theatre, with my dear friend Jim. That play is a great theatre memory.
Oh yeah, Christmas is coming.
I was casting about, looking for other theatre memories but found this shot of my late, dearly missed husband, Steve, and a newscaster from WKTV whose name escapes me, stuffing the bus with toys for poor kids for Christmas 2019. I must purchase something with which to stuff the bus this year. Or perhaps I could win something at 4Pet’s Sake Food Pantry’s basket raffle on Saturday (preview of coming attractions). I donated an afghan to the event.
I plan to be there!
So now we have veered into Non-Sequitur territory, and I am over 200 words. I adjourn for more coffee and wish you all a pleasant Friday.
Mohawk Valley Girl 