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Not Much of a Run, Not Much of a Post, Happy Memorial Day

I ran this morning, wearing my ARMY t-shirt so I could run in honor of our fallen veterans.  I thought I might make a blog post about it. Just now I thought I couldn’t,  but let’s give it a try.

I knew it was warm.  For one reason, I didn’t get out till 7 a.m.  However,  that meant I had some coffee before running.   That sometimes helps.  It helped today.

In previous runs to honor fallen soldiers,  I ran up to the Veterans Memorial at Herkimer College.   I was not up to that today.  Still, I thought I should make an extra effort.  I decided the hill by Valley Health would suffice.  I’m sure a greater effort would have been a greater tribute,  but one does what one can.

I actually felt it was a pretty good run.   I went for 30 minutes,  which was up ten percent  from last week (full disclosure: I ran for 30 minutes yesterday).  I stopped and petted two nice dogs.

While we’re being honest (referencing that full disclosure in the previous parenthetical comment)  it is becoming evening and I have been drinking since before noon.  In my defense,  I put in great efforts in yard work.  I don’t know that I achieved great results,  but is that really the important thing?

Is not the important thing that I have made a blog post on the third day of a three day weekend?   It has not been a Monstrous Monday and it hasn’t been a Running Commentary post.   But it has been a post.

You can judge me if you are so inclined.   As always,  I try for a better post tomorrow.   I hope you are all having a delightful Memorial Day weekend.

 

Billy Wilder, Can You Help Me Now?

I thought of making another Running Commentary post,  but that was much earlier today, while I was actually running.  Going for a run was about the extent of my usefulness for the day.  Well what do people expect out of me on a Sunday, anyways?  Regular readers know I often spend the day looking for a chaise lounge to swoon upon, dramatically posed with the back of my wrist against my forehead (hence the feature Wrist to Forehead Sunday).

Speaking of dramatic poses…

I shall attempt to peel my wrist off my forehead long enough for a Sunday Cinema post.   Earlier we watched Sunset Boulevard,  with Gloria Swanson and William Holden.  It was directed by Billy Wilder.  I suggested we continue the Billy Wilder theme with Double Indemnity.

They are an unsavory pair in this flick.

There are Fred MacMurray and Barbara Stanwyck.  Edward G. Robinson plays a supporting role,  my favorite character in the picture.

Steven wanted to take a break from movie watching, so I have a little time to ponder our next cinematic feature.

Classic.

We could continue the Billy Wilder theme but on a lighter note with Some Like It Hot.

Two of my favorites.

Another Billy Wilder movie we love is Witness For The Prosecution.

I haven’t reached my breaking point yet.

Or we could forget Billy Wilder and movies, and just watch Snapped.

 

 

A Run to Start my Day

How about a Saturday Running Commentary to start the day?  Well, technically it does not start my day, because I had to run, then I showered and did a couple more chores… but you know what I mean (didn’t call you Shirley that time).

Full disclosure:  I had meant to be running in Liverpool this morning, from my sister Diane’s house.  But I did not have my act together to get packed and make the drive last night.  Did I mention that in last night’s post?  I’m too lazy to go back and check.  Uh, I mean I am too pressed for time.  Yeah, let’s go with the second one.

In a rare move for me, I got dressed and out running before coffee and a chance to change my mind.  I put on shorts and short sleeves before even checking the temperature.  It was 51 F, so that was OK (45 is my arbitrary and sometimes ignored cut-off for long sleeves and leggings).  It was foggy out, or “froggy” as my husband, Steven likes to call it.  He likes frogs.  I wished I was up to running up the hill to Herkimer College (formerly known as HCCC), to get a really good view of it.  Then again, the view from up there is prettier without the fog, and I am NOT up to running that hill (at least, I might make it up out of sheer stubbornness, but I sure wouldn’t feel good afterwards).  Anyways, I could see plenty of fog just looking down the street.

I turned right onto German Street.  The air felt cool on my ears and hands, but I felt secure in my wardrobe choices.  I crossed Main Street, since there was not much traffic that early, and decided to turn down the path over what used to be a hydraulic canal.  I want to walk down it with my great-nephew Sheppie sometime, because somebody painted places with certain steps:  march, jump, crab-crawl.  We used to call it crab-walk in my younger days.  It was my favorite, but I am not sure I would encourage anybody to do it on blacktop.  We used to do it in the grass.

My previous longest run was 27 minutes last Sunday (in this latest bout of getting back into running).  My runs during the week were shorter, after working all day.  Since I am not currently building up for a specific race, I decided not to worry if this was a short run.  For one reason, I was getting thirsty.  That is one advantage of pausing for coffee: I also drink water.  I just kept encouraging myself to keep going, bearing in mind that a nice bottle of water awaited me at my house.

The run ended up lasting 28 minutes. Woohoo!  I never got any of those endorphins, which quite frankly I could have used.  However, as usual, I felt good that I ran.  And now I feel good that I made a blog post.  On with the weekend!

 

There Is No Balcony Scene In Hamlet

No, I did not write a blog post while on breaks at work today.  Judge me if you are so inclined.  I am sitting on my couch,  looking at 20/20 on OWN in a rather desultory fashion,  and waiting for my toenails to dry.

He looks awfully cheerful for hosting all that murder and mayhem.

I thought I would throw in a picture of John Quinones, just to dress thing up a little.

I paused just then to put another coat of nail polish on my toes.  I am LOUSY at painting my own toenails.   Some things are just better left to the professionals.  Oh, I know YOU probably paint your own toenails beautifully,  or else you have “better things to think about” than pedicures.  We’ll, bully for you!  I say it with all appropriate sarcasm.

Well, that sounded bitter and snarky, didn’t it?  “Better things to think about ” is one of my triggers,

This is a good book. I may read it again soon.

I wanted to throw in another picture so picked one that concerned murder.  Did I mention that this is a Non-Sequitur Thursday post?  I thought the title would clue in regular readers.

I hope this post isn’t too mundane.

 

At Least I’ve Had Coffee

So it’s my blogiversary and here I am making my Wuss-out Wednesday post early Thursday morning.  How appropriate and SO typical of me these days.  I would like to get back to making actual blog posts instead of continually publishing apologies for my failure to do so.

Well,  I am not exactly apologizing this morning.   I’m not even going to explain why this apology — I mean POST — is late.  It is a dull story and lame excuse (could “lame” be a sign I am looking forward to Friday?   No doubt).  Where was I?

I actually have a couple of things to write real posts about.  I guess my assignment is to write one of them while on breaks at work today.  In the meantime I would like to get this piece of foolishness up to 200 words.   Not for any good reason, I suppose, except that it is the rule I set for myself.

There’s a possible topic for some half-baked philosophy on a future Lame Post Friday:  how important it is to follow arbitrary rules one makes up for oneself for possibly specious reasons?  I can’t begin to answer that question right now, although I have at least had coffee.

Note: not including this note, I am at exactly 200 words.

 

Tired From My Ego Trip?

I went running after work today,  so I thought I c

ould make a Running Commentary post.  Since finishing the run, I have been running around doing all kinds of useful stuff (at least I hope it was all useful), so no promises as to how much of the run I remember.

Mostly I remember that it started bad but ended good.  Oh dear, should I have included a Spoiler Alert? Maybe I am not up to a Running Commentary post and should content myself with my usual Tired Tuesday (check it out, the predictive text thingy guessed I was about to type Tired Tuesday).

Writing has not been coming easily lately.  I can’t add “tired or not” because it seems I am always tired.  However,  I persevere.  I was rewarded earlier with some good ideas for the novel I am working on.  After I hit Publish on this piece of nonsense,  I may work on it some more.

Then again, if this is all I can manage for a blog post, what business do I have embarking on a novel?  What an ego!  Well, I have always maintained that there are worse things than having an ego the size of Manhattan.

In the meantime,  I just hit 200 words.  I am going to put the Tablet down and pick up my notebook (I mean the regular spiral-bound paper kind, not another computer).  Happy Tuesday and I hope to see you all on Wuss-out Wednesday (BONUS!  The predictive text thingy guessed Wuss-out Wednesday! ).

 

A Post with Character?

I am getting totally used to this Tablet posting.   Unfortunately,  that is pretty much all I’ve got to say this evening.  The other problem is I don’t know how to download new monster pictures for a Monstrous Monday post.  Shall I go with previously seen creatures, as I have on numerous occasions? Or just go with some Monday Middle-aged Musings?

“Did somebody mention Monstrous Monday?”

You know that given a choice I will almost always go with my beloved Nosferatu.

In Sunday’s post, which I cravenly made earlier today, I mentioned finding a new approach.  Well, when I got to work,  I decided  to write.   I opened my notebook to a fresh page and started a new novel.  Ahem, what actually happened was I said to myself, “OK, let’s start our novel.”  After a minute or two of thinking,  “Oh, crap,” I started making up character names.  I put a few notes next to most of them.

I really don’t think this such a bad start.  After all, it is all about the people,  as far as I’m concerned. I just need to make them more than names and notes.

 

Now here’s a character, if you like.

I try to make my characters more than just pretty (or handsome) faces.  I figured this picture combined the Monstrous Monday theme with my novel update.

No Smoking? But this guy is smoking hot!

Just to end on a monster,  here’s one who is also a great character, Blackula!

As for my blog, this post is over 250 words.  Happy Monday,  folks!

 

I’m Still Calling it Wrist to Forehead Sunday

Who gets the hiccups peeling carrots?  Not eating them, mind you, PEELING them.  This is another  “What the Hell, me?” moment.

I thought that was a better lead than what played in my head while I was peeling said carrots,  something along the lines of, “It is becoming increasingly clear that I need a new approach.   To blogging, to writing,  to life.”

I’m sitting here making my Sunday post early Monday morning,  on my Tablet,  because, although I greatly prefer typing with all ten fingers, I cannot bear the unreliability of my laptop (good job, predictive text thingy;  it’s fun not to have to type in the whole word sometimes).

Where was I?  Ah yes, a new approach. What could it be?  Sometimes when I want to feel like a whole different person,  I wear lipstick.  That sort of random change can be helpful.  Like any cure (for example working on a hated chore “for just ten minutes” or taking ibuprofen for a headache), it doesn’t always work.

I don’t think I’ll try that one today.  Too obtrusive, especially if I pick bright red,  which is really the best color for the purpose. Somebody at work is likely to say,  “Ooh, you’re wearing lipstick, ”  or, which would be really awkward,  “How come you’re wearing lipstick? ”  My co-workers have come to expect weirdness from me, but there is no point in hitting them over the head with it.

Well, I will have to work this out for myself.  If I get it figured out,  I will no doubt make a blog post about it (once again,  thank you,  predictive text thingy).  By the way,  the hiccups did not last long, and I got the carrots peeled.

 

Adventures Eventually, Slacker Today

My computer woes continue, as do my brain malfunctions.   Once again I am typing one letter at a time with the stylus on mt Tablet.  As a matter of fact, I did that with one other post this week, only I didn’t brag about it.  Or is this whining about it?   No matter.  The important thing is that I am making my blog post, so I will remain one post behind and not go back up to two.

My husband Steven and I spent a good portion of the day having Mohawk Valley adventures.   One might think that would make a Scattered Saturday post eligible.   However,  one would be wrong.  I hope to make posts about our various adventures eventually.   I’m just not up to it right now.

Did I say something recently about getting my act together?  It seems to me I did.  Do you suppose that when one is in one’s mid fifties, as indeed I am, that it is too late to hope for such a thing?  Discuss amongst yourselves, or comment below, please.

All this by way of saying today is a Slacker Saturday.  Have I had one of those recently?  Obviously I am too much of a slacker to go back and check.

No matter, as I often say at times like this.  I am over 200 words. Regular readers know I consider that respectable.   Happy Saturday,  all.