It is that moment on a Sunday when I realize I have not made a blog post and fear I have not the mental capacity to do so. I am inclined to swoon onto a handy chaise lounge (which, of course, I do not have), dramatically posed with the back of one wrist to my forehead, and moan, “I can’t go on!” Pronounced “cahn’t” of course.
I have actually been having a pretty nice day. I had a good run. We went out to breakfast. I did a load of laundry. We watched a couple of movies. I fixed a tasty dinner. I talked to my sister Cheryl on the phone. We sat on the front porch and sipped wine.
The last mentioned activity was, I think, the most delightful. I have been longing for porch sitting weather since it first became too cold to do so. We discussed movies, among other things, as we sat. How nice it is to have a husband with whom one can converse.
I guess this isn’t much of a blog post. On the other hand, as long as I hit Publish, it will do, and I will not have to be frantically typing at five tomorrow morning. Oh the trials and tribulations of the daily blogger! But regular readers know, that is what I like to be.
I had a real Scattered Saturday yesterday. I went for an early run, starting in the dark and ending in the light. I love to do that. After writing my weekly postcards and puttering around for a bit, I did a little grocery shopping at the Little Falls Food Co-op.
Just a couple of the many items available.
I did not need popcorn but took the picture to remind myself where I can get more. When I got back home I actually spent a little time cleaning the house. Not all that long; I’m not a maniac, after all. By then it had warmed up considerably, so Steven and I took a walk.
Note the red ribbon.
I asked Steve to pose in front of Frankentree for perspective. I put that red ribbon and yellow tulips there back in March, when people were decorating their houses to cheer up passersby during the quarantine. The ribbon was just over my eye level at the time. Our tree is a monster!
Next Steven and I went to Gems Along the Mohawk, so I could buy a few postcards. Then we were feeling a bit peckish, so we drove to Cacciatore’s on Barringer Road in Ilion (where the Moose Lodge used to be). We had a delicious pizza and made some new friends.
Steven suggested I take a picture. They graciously agreed.
We took a different way home and got a little lost. It made for a nice drive over country roads, though, and we ended up in Frankfort. Since we drove right by Heelpath Brewing, we thought we’d just stop in for a glass of Rustic Ridge Winery wine.
One day I want to come with friends and sit at this table.
When we got home, we hung out and watched a DVR’d episode of Svengoolie. And I completely forgot to make a blog post. How silly of me. But if I make another one later today, I will be all caught up. Will I do that? A little suspense adds interest to my day.
Today I must take a Bloggers Sick Day, and by Blogger’s Sick Day, of course I mean I will blather on for at least a couple of paragraphs. I had a migraine. It came to me in the night: I dreamed I had a bad headache. THAT’S the dream that comes true! Sheesh!
I wanted to call in sick to work, but there were a few matters I felt I had to deal with. Additionally, you never can tell with my headaches. Sometimes I feel better as I go.
Alas, that was not the case today. I got a few of my things taken care of. A couple kind of evaporated of their own accord. I was in the middle of a task when I gave up.
“This is just not working out for me,” I told my co-workers. I went home to lie down in a darkened room.
Sleep helped. A neutral dinner of a potato, egg and cheese mixture settled my stomach. These really bad headaches rarely last more than a day, so I have that going for me.
And I see I am approaching 200 words. Score! If only I could think of a punchy headline, I could call this a Non-Sequitur Thursday. Am I recovered enough from my headache to think? You be the judge.
Here I am, having a true Wuss-out Wednesday. I had thought I might go for a run or walk after work, either of which might have been good to write about. But I wussed out. I almost wussed out of making a blog post at all, but here I am, pecking away at the Tablet (as opposed to the ten-fingered typing I enjoyed this morning).
Here’s a day I didn’t wuss out!
I searched my husband Steven’s Facebook page for a picture to make this a Way Back Wednesday Post instead. Additionally, I thought I might find one with green, in honor of St. Patrick’s Day. This was an article I wrote about The Miner’s Table in Herkimer for Mohawk Valley Living magazine. I finished and emailed an article to them last night (one reason I was so tired I made my Tuesday post this morning).
A handsome couple, or do I flatter us?
Here is another photo courtesy Steven, also with a little green. This is us in May 2012, after a performance of Dirty Work at the Crossroads, a play Steven directed at Ilion Little Theatre. I played a small but pivotal role.
I guess this isn’t too bad of a blog post for Wuss-Out Wednesday. I started out pretty whiny, but I feel I recovered somewhat. And I shared a couple of pictures. I’m going to call it a win. Happy Wednesday, everyone!
Yes, I am making another late post. It is Wednesday morning, and this is my Tired Tuesday Post. In my defense, I was tired! Oh, well, I guess I almost always am tired. I didn’t say it was a good excuse. Never mind that. Let’s get on with the post. Just to set the scene, I am ten-fingered typing on my ailing laptop. I really must improve my computer situation.
Well, I just discovered my Media Library is no easier to maneuver through on the laptop than it is on the Tablet. I wonder if there are any fun downloads on the laptop I could share. A picture or two so peps up a post.
Looks like the gang’s all here!
How fun is this one! My husband Steven must have downloaded it. He finds the best stuff. I know, it is no longer Monstrous Monday nor yet time for Mid-Week Monsters, but as you may have guessed, I do not have much today.
Artistic and romantic, no?
Here is another Steven must have recently downloaded. Unless I have computer ghosts or some unknown person has been breaking into my house for the sole purpose of downloading monster pictures on my laptop. One must consider all possibilities.
I must consider the possibility that I am running out of steam as a daily blogger. SAY IT AIN’T SO!!! I have been trying to have fewer of these foolish posts but without notable success. Full disclosure: they are kind of fun to write.
Here I am, ready to make my Monstrous Monday Post. Will I be able to navigate my Media Library and find monster pictures to share? Will I be able to find new monster pictures? A little suspense adds interest to my post.
Here’s one of my favorites.
This was from my Media Library, shared as recently as March 1. First I looked at some of the free photos offered by WordPress. I found one I liked, but when I went to share it, I saw it had a caption telling who took the picture. I wasn’t clear on whether or not I was obligated to include this information so opted not to use the photo.
Who is this guy?
I liked the look of this one. A scary creature, an action shot, this peps up the post. I wish it would pep me up. I am so tired and wordless! I had a pretty crappy day. Of course most of my woes can be explained with the words Operator Error. So I must not complain.
Wait a minute! This isn’t a monster!
In fact, I have not had any wine this evening. I am sipping seltzer with lemon out of a wine glass, and that is almost as good. Additionally, I am not a fan of giving up. As the quote from the movie Galaxy Quest goes, “Never give up! Never surrender!”
However, perhaps the meme means to give it up for tonight, or to give up worrying about it. This calls for more philosophy than I am up for on a Monday. On the brighter side, I am over 250 words. I call that respectable. I’m going to shut up and hit Publish, before I really start to whine.
I went for a run this morning — one of my few useful acts of the day — so I thought I might attempt a Running Commentary Post in lieu of my usual Wrist to Forehead Sunday. Full disclosure: I pretty much feel like swooning, dramatically posed with the back of one wrist to my forehead, onto a handy chaise lounge. Note to self: obtain a chaise lounge for just such an emergency.
Where was I? Ah yes, about to write about my run. The lovely spring-like weather did not last. However, I am no stranger to running in the cold. I got ready and off I went.
Saturday when I ran, I headed toward Valley Health and ran that hill. Today I turned towards Main Street. Mind you, I was disinclined to run either hills or for very long. But I convinced myself to just go.
I made it up part of the Main Street hill just beyond the Road Closed sign. I have mentioned before how I believe these signs refer to vehicular traffic and not middle-aged ladies shuffling along with various amounts of huffing and puffing.
Soon I was heading back down Steuben Road and stuck to the relatively flat village roads for the rest of the run.
My only question was how long the run was going to be. Saturday’s run was 37 minutes. On Saturday I could not at first remember if I had gone 30 or 33 minutes last week. Note to self: find Running Journal and get back to writing in it. Then I remembered I had gone 34, slightly more than the recommended 10 percent increase. Hence, 37 minutes on Saturday.
After some minutes of wondering, it was soon clear I would do 37 minutes again today. I spent a lot of the run looking at my Garmin and counting how many minutes were left. I make bargains with myself of how long I will wait before looking, then I look anyways.
In other words, it was not the best, most entertaining run. Nor, I fear, is this the most entertaining blog post. I suppose you’ll have that. On the other hand, it is Sunday night. Monday looms menacingly. I hope will not be too monstrous.
I can’t believe I haven’t used that title before. I just searched “Posts — All Posts” and did not find it. I no longer trust WordPress for much, but what the hell. It’s a title, I’ll use it.
I don’t say I will attach much of a blog post to it, but what are you going to do, even on Lame Post Friday.
That was as far as I got on actual Friday. Now it is 1:40 Saturday morning and I thought I would take advantage of my insomnia to finish this post. Not that I have any more brains now than I did last evening. Still blog posts must be made, because they are not there. And there’s a bit of half-baked philosophy for you.
I just tried to throw in a picture to pep things up and was once again defeated. I used to be able to zip around by the month. Now it seems I can only scroll down, and my Tablet rebels before I reach 2019. I really must improve my personal computer situation.
So this is my late Friday post: one tiny nugget of philosophy tucked into a bunch of whining about not being able to make a post. Suitably lame, I trust.
A Tired Thursday Post does not have the alliterative quality of a Tired Tuesday. But tired I am. And, quite frankly, a little tired of Throwback Thursday Posts featuring my past theatrical endeavors. I want to make NEW theatre memories! However, as the great philosopher Mick Jagger observed, you can’t always get what you want.
This is just swell! WordPress changed their configuration again, and it is WAY harder to scroll through my Media Library. Admittedly, my Tablet may be partly to blame. The result is the same. There will be no Throwback Thursday Post today.
Will there be a post at all? Well, I have typed in two paragraphs so far. Waste not, want not, I always say. If I could think up a punchy, not exactly related headline, I could call this Non-Sequitur and drive on. If only my thinking muscles were not so tired.
I decided to enjoy today’s warm weather with a walk. For one reason, I thought I wou.ld take a few pictures along the way for a blog post (this one). I also wanted to go to the library. I set out almost as soon as I got home from work.
There are a lot more bare sidewalks these days. I always prefer to use the sidewalk. However, right away, I saw some stuff I was not inclined to plow through in sneakers. I took a picture, though, just for the blog.
It’s getting there!
In boots, I sometimes trounce through such a path, to make it better for the next person. Today I went into the road for a bit.
I soon realized I had forgotten a mask so could not go to the library. That was OK, though; I was more into the walk. I wanted to get a picture of a new addition to the neighborhood: a refrigerator with free food for the needy, in front of Herkimer Reformed Church. This also gave me a good reason to walk by my beloved Herkimer Historic Four Corners.
And it is artistically painted!
People helping people is my favorite! I backed up to get a shot that included part of the church.
You can also see the graveyard!
I continued toward Main Street. I wanted to eventually go by Saint Francis Catholic Church on Bellinger Street, to get a picture of the statue of St. Francis wearing a mask. I decided to walk by the Methodist Church on Prospect Street to take a picture of the Blessings Box, a non-perishable version of the Free Food Fridge.
However, before i started down Main, a sign in front of the Herkimer County Historical Society caught my eye. I jaywalked right over to get a picture. I should totally join the race!
A run? Count me in!
On down Main I went and soon turned onto Park and got to Prospect. The Blessings Box has been in place longer than the refrigerator. I should make a donation to one or both of them.
Very nice!
Once again I backed up for a wider shot.
I stood in the muddy lawn to get the shot.
It was a short jaunt through Myers Park to get to the next church.
St. Francis could have gone to the library.
I did not back up for a wider view this time. For one reason, I was afraid the sun would be right in my eyes. For another reason, I was ready to get home. I enjoyed my walk, but you can have too much of a good thing.
