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Rocked the Run, Not the Post

I know from reading my Facebook “On This Day” that I can rock down to 10 degrees. At least, I read that I once posted, “Turns out I can rock down to 10 degrees.” I would not post such a thing if I had not in fact rocked 10 degrees on a recent run. I thought about that as I shuffled through yet another cold run.

You must not judge me for shuffling. In the best of conditions my middle-aged shuffle is the best pace for my middle-aged chest, even with the best of sports bras (do NOT say “TMI!”). When there is ice on the road, the shuffle is an important safety precaution.

Today was one of those runs where, when I started out, I thought it was too cold, a 20 minute run would suffice. But I ran for 34 minutes. Additionally, I do not require myself to run hills on bad roads (I recently wiped out walking up an icy sidewalk). However, I ran up two minor hills. Best of all, I ran by four signs that said “Do Not Enter” and entered.

Only there was snow.

This is an earlier picture of one of my “Do Not Enter” signs. I like to feel like a rebel. I know, I know, they mean cars not middle-aged shufflers. Let me enjoy my small triumphs.

The run started to feel pretty OK as I went. Of course I long for bare roads and warmer temperatures, but one must make do. I’m afraid I must make do with a kind of a dull blog post as well. It was not that exciting of a run. I felt pleased with myself as I ran uphill, as it became increasingly clear that I was going to run for a decent length of time, and as I came across another “Do Not Enter” sign to thwart.

But I cannot recall any specific thoughts or moments to make this a true Running Commentary Post. Still, it is a post, and one I am not typing in at 5 or 6 o’clock Monday morning, I’ll call that a win. Happy Sunday, everyone.

Pre-Coffee Post

So I enjoyed that Saturday I was contemplating on Lame Post Friday but never got around to making my blog post. Judge me if you are so inclined. Now I sit here early Sunday morning and all I want is coffee.

It’s always a good time for vampires!

Later in the day we watched Mark of the Vampire, starring Lionel Barrymore and Bela Lugosi (no, really, they are billed in that order), which I DVR’d off TCM last October. We also enjoyed a couple other cinema selections.

I love this guy.

We have many episodes of Svengoolie queued (is that really how you spell it? I guessed and trusted autocorrect). I hope to watch another episode today.

I’m afraid this is kind of a lame late Saturday Post, but it will have to do. Later on I may make a post about our coffee maker woes, but I feel that will only be possible after I actually have a cup of coffee.

I Sip Wine and Contemplate Saturday

So it’s Lame Post Friday and here I sit without much to say. I know, when has that ever stopped me? I have been having a pleasant evening, sipping wine and watching true crime television.

Previous occasion with wine.

This photo was not taken tonight; in fact, I am not even drinking white wine. But I thought it was an apt illustration. I do not rule out having a libation in a public place, masked and socially distanced, of course, at some point this weekend.

I have other plans to accomplish first, however. I mean to go running, even if it is cold and blustery. I have a few Mohawk Valley Adventures in mind, some real writing to do, and, of course, a house to clean.

Lots of merchanse to browse.

Just to throw in an example of a potential adventure, here is a picture of Rose Quartz Stand, a gem store on Mohawk Street in Herkimer, NY. I need to support my favorite local businesses, not just the bars and liquor stores!

Another Herkimer destination.

Another spot I could visit is Renewed and Rescued, part of Mohawk Valley Community Market on North Main Street in Herkimer. Full disclosure: Steven and I browsed there last Saturday before going to the End Zone Pub and Grub. I should have mentioned it in the blog post.

Whatever I do, I hope to make a good blog post about it. As always, I hope you’ll stay tuned.

Better Mood, Better Post?

So here I am at 6:24 on Friday morning (TGIF!) trying to make my Thursday blog post. I was not too depressed to make my post last night. I was too tired and wordless. I did not even write much in the TV Journal. Then I got distracted by a two hour Dateline that I had not seen before. Regular readers are familiar with my love of all things murder and mayhem. Speaking of which:

The delightful Matthew Powers, interacting with our audience. That’s me in the background in gold lame.

The above photo showed up in my Facebook memories, practically begging me to use it in a Throwback Thursday post. It is from Secrets at Suiter House, an interactive murder mystery dinner theatre we presented to benefit Herkimer County Historical Society. I feel it was one of my better scripts, or perhaps I flatter myself.

You may be asking right now, why did I not make a Throwback Thursday post last night when it was, for example, actually Thursday? I say, that is a very good question. Yes, that is my only answer, other than referring you to the first paragraph, when I alluded to being wordless. I am pleased to report that this is no longer the case.

Discerning readers may have noticed that I am in a considerably better mood this morning. Could it be that happy Friday feeling? The short run I took on Thursday (another reason I was so tired)? The fact that I am typing words that are not whiny and embarrassing? Why am I questioning these things? I should just enjoy them.

She’s awesome!

I just now searched the Herkimer County Historical Society’s Facebook page for another photo to download. My laptop was taking forever to show me the pictures! Finally I found one of executive director Sue Perkins, giving one of their cemetery tours. I was only able to go on one of those tours but I loved it. I like the photo, too, because of the gravestones.

I guess this has become a kind of a Non-Sequitur Thursday post, which I feel is appropriate since I am making it Friday morning. And I got to plug Herkimer County Historical Society. I love them. I hope to see you all later, when I make my Lame Post Friday post. Late Happy Thursday!

Not Monstrous, Mental

I am enjoying a little ten-fingered typing to make my Wuss-out Wednesday post early on Thursday morning (not really too early; I’ve been awake almost two hours). I was too depressed to make a post last night. I hesitated for a long time (the almost two hours I’ve been up, plus a few wakeful hours in the night) before making yet another post about my depression, but at last the desire to be a daily blogger overcame my reluctance.

One big reason I hesitate to blog about my depression is that my mother reads my blog. I don’t like her to worry about me. In general (all these blog posts notwithstanding), I do not like to talk about my depression to all and sundry. Of course I do, more than I should, because I am quite the garrulous sort in addition to being pretty much All About Me. But I realize it is the wrong thing to do. For one reason, it is tiresome, and I prefer to be amusing. For another, it does not always help. Sometimes it is better to seek out professional help.

Which brings me to where I am at this morning. I feel it would be a good idea for me to reach out for help. Only I do not know where to go. I know there are 800 numbers I can call, but I prefer face to face counseling. I don’t like to talk on the phone much. However, in these COVID times, phone counseling may be all that is available. Another consideration is that my health benefits from my job are just now kicking in. I do not know what, if anything, they cover mental health-wise. I guess these are all problems that have an answer, if only I bestir myself to seek it.

And that brings me back to overcoming my reluctance to blog more about my depression. I thought to myself, perhaps I can share my journey back to mental health. Would that be too tiresome and All About Me? As I type this, I feel reluctance to hit Publish. Am I selling my psyche for a blog post? It could be. On the other hand, I am over 350 words. That is pretty good for a Wuss-out Wednesday, I think.

Relax! It’s Tired Tuesday!

I don’t know why I thought I might not have a Tired Tuesday Post. I went to work, I came home. How much chance did I have for any Mohawks Valley Adventures? I guess I did not expect to be SO tired. And yet here I am.

Does he look comfy?

I searched my Media Library for an image depicting tired. The best I could find was this skeleton that looks like he’s lounging in a hammock. Kind of sort of.

I would like to go upstairs and do a bit of lounging myself, but I’d like to finish some semblance of a blog post first. I wonder what else I can find in my Media Library.

Here’s some leisure wear!

I figured I could find a picture of my feet relaxing. I guess this is not the most seasonal shot, but it will have to do. Alas, I am too tired to search for more shots.

Things are getting quite discouraging for me. Am I really too tired for these things? Or too lazy? Is it perhaps time for me to admit that this whole writing idea has been a mere fantasy all this time? That I don’t really have what it takes? SAY IT AIN’T SO!!!

Oh, don’t listen to me whine (a Freudian slip: at first I spelled it “wine”). I get this way sometimes. I will probably feel better tomorrow, and I will once again put pen to paper. Or stylus to Tablet, as the case may be. Happy Tuesday, everyone.

Not Too Tired for Monsters

I went from feeling too damn tired to make a blog post to thinking I could just about manage a Monstrous Monday Post. Will I be entertaining? Will I find other pictures from the same ones I have used many times? No promises.

Everybody should have such a tree.

I looked far back in my Media Library to find the first monsters I ever shared. This delightful display was at Pumpkin Junction in Sauquoit, NY, a wonderful place to visit in October. I first shared the picture in October 2016, when I first started putting pictures in the blog.

But she looks so sweet!

Here is another shot from October 2016. This lovely lady graces my own front porch. She did not make it down from the attic in 2020, but it was kind of a bad year.

Would you kick him out for eating crackers in bed?

I wanted to include a movie monster and naturally picked my favorite, Nosteratu. He always manages to cheer me up. Full disclosure: This has not been a very good Monday. But I guess it’s up to me to see that Tuesday is a little better. Will my blog post be better? I hope you’ll all tune in and see.

I Should Have Listened to Al

This morning on Today, Al Roker was doing some feature about taking a walk. I did not get to see it, because I had to get to work, but I thought, “What a great idea! I’ll go for a walk after work and make a Pedestrian Post!”

Alas, I did not.

However blog post must be made, meaning, as usual, mine by me. Additionally, it is Lame Post Friday, so the bar is not high for a respectable post. Perhaps I could share a few pictures of walks I have previously taken. It could be a Flingback Friday, to follow my Throwback Thursday. Is flingback a word? My autocorrect seems to think so.

A great view for a number of reasons.

When I went running on Wednesday, I ran by my beloved Herkimer Historic Four Corners. The above is a shot of the 1834 Jail. This is where Roxalana Druse spent what she said were the best two years of her life, waiting to be hung after murdering her husband. Regular readers may remember I played Druse in the play Roxy at Ilion Little Theatre in 2015.

Or I could have gone uphill.

This is upper Main Street in Herkimer, a hill I sometimes run up. I’m afraid not lately, but I am ever hopeful of improvement.

I personally am looking forward to snow free sidewalks.

I was over 200 words before this, but I like to use three pictures. I took the recently when I was walking home from work. Plowing through the snow burns more calories than prancing down bare sidewalks. However, you can have too much of a good thing.

Can I have too many blog posts? I hope not. Happy Friday, everyone!

Will I Ever Kill Again?

I am making a Throwback Thursday Post and I do not care if I throw back to something I have revisited several times. There is always the chance I will think of something new to say about it.

I was more lush than luscious.

This is me as Ruby VanRensaeleer, who may or may not have murdered Benny the Bootlegger. I have many times alluded to Rubbed Out at Ruby’s, the interactive murder mystery I wrote for LiFT, Little Falls Theatre Company, in 2017. I can’t help it. It is such a delightful memory, and I so miss doing theatre, especially murder mysteries.

Another fabulous group of suspects.

This was the cast of Engaged To Be Murdered, presented in association with Ilion Little Theatre. It was the last time I did not act in a murder mystery. After that, if I write it, I am going to be in it!

No, THIS is a fabulous group of suspects!

Here is an action shot from the performance of Fabulous and Fatal, the drag queen murder mystery we did for the Herkimer County Historical Society.

I guess I have not found too much new to say, but I think I have selected different pictures from the ones I usually share. My Thowback Thursdays often involve theatre memories, but, after all, drama is my life! (I say it with gestures.) I can only hope to be making more memories soon.

The Plan Fails

I am having a difficult time writing lately. I guess I have said that before. How embarrassing to keep repeating myself. I KNOW the usual advice is Just Write. Sorry, friends, but sometimes that advice just does not work for me.

I usually have the plan to write on my break and lunch at work. In pursuit of that end, I did not put a book or any puzzles in my bag. I am especially fond of anacrostics and cryptogtams; I had to discipline myself to do this blog post before picking one up before making this blog post. All I had to amuse myself on break was a notebook. I would have to write!

As it happened, I could not even write a letter (by my rules for me, any writing counts). I tried. I slogged out a few paragraphs. It sucked. After staring I to space for a few minutes, during which time my brain could not settle on a thought, I turned a page in my notebook and wrote the following:

OK, I am trying to write and very few words are forthcoming. I think I will not put my puzzle book in my bag so I will HAVE to write, but apparently that trick does not work. And it is all very well to say, “Just make yourself do it.” I can’t make words magically appear in my head and then come out my pen. It is very discouraging, and quite the waste of time.

So I guess this is my whiny Tired Tuesday Post about not being able to write a blog post. I think I will make a new plan to first find something to write about. Maybe I could come up with a list. In the meantime, maybe a nice cryptogram puzzle.