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At Least I Have Been Adventuring

I really, truly, totally meant to make my Saturday blog post on Saturday.   Then I thought for sure I would make it early Sunday morning.  Or maybe later Sunday morning after my run.  Predictably,  here I am Sunday evening,  hoping to make some semblance of a post.  No promises.

On the brighter side,  I am better off than I have been some weekends when I just quietly did not post at all Saturday or Sunday.  I have to congratulate myself on the small wins.  I can only hope that one day they will lead to larger wins.  Or maybe to getting anything done at all.  But let us not ask for miracles.

New digs for one of my favorite places!

Here is one of the pictures  I took Saturday in hopes of doing a Scattered Saturday Post.  It is Rose Quartz Stand, one of my favorite stores.  They recently moved next door, to the corner of Mohawk and South Main streets in Herkimer,  NY.  It is a larger space and very nice.  I must write a longer blog post about it.

The downstairs is open!

Another blog post I need to make is one about Mohawk Valley Community Market,  on North Main Street in Herkimer.   They recently expanded.

Look at all that fun stuff!

One more shout-out on this post-that-is-not-really-a-post:  A Little Touch of Country on South Washington Street in Herkimer.  What a lot of really nice stuff!

As you may guess, I did a bit of adventuring on Saturday.  Isn’t that often the way:  when you do a lot of stuff, you are too tired to make a blog post; when you are not too tired to make a blog post, it is because you have not been doing anything worth posting about.

However, I see I am approaching 300 words.  I call that good on what is often a Wrist to Forehead Sunday.  I hope you all had a lovely weekend.

 

Don’t Say I Never Gave You a Lame Post Friday Post

The earlier in the morning I make my late posts, the less late they seem.  That is logical, of course.  However, there is also the school of thought that a miss is as good as a mile; that is, late is late.  As long as you’re late, you might as well be REALLY late.  Then again, sometimes you are so late, you might just as well not bother.

I find it does not pay to generalize.

Anyways, here we are, early Saturday morning, I couldn’t sleep any more, I hope my husband, Steve, is bringing me coffee (he is!), and I don’t really have a whole lot to say, even for a Lame Post Friday post.

It is raining heavily and has been since yesterday afternoon.  I guess we can’t say Hurricane Nicole never gave us nuthin’.

By the way, that is one of my favorite things to say, “Don’t say I never gave you nuthin’!”

Some examples:

Someone:  You gave me your cold!

Me: Don’t say I never gave you nuthin’!

Person:  You’re always giving me crap!

Me: Don’t say I never gave you nuthin’!

Song on the Radio:  You’ve given me (given me) nothing but shattered dreams (shattered dreams)!

Me: Don’t say I never gave you nuthin’!

Blog Reader:  You keep giving us with these late, lame posts!

Me: Don’t say I never gave you nuthin’!

 

Is It Too Late for a Throwback Thursday?

I guess late posts are a thing with me, so here I am on Friday morning making a Throwback Thursday Post.   I like these posts where I troll my Media Library for pictures and think of things to say about them.  It’s fun.

“Whooo doesn’t like Throwback Thursday Post?”

How about some seasonal cuteness?  We used to decorate for Thanksgiving.  It was an easy transition from Halloween, since many of the decorations could just stand.

These can count for both Halloween and Thanksgiving!

Here is a little group I always loved.  See, the bigger scarecrows are boyfriend and girlfriend, and the smaller one is the boy scarecrow’s little brother.  The girl scarecrow thinks the little brother is adorable so is happy to see him.  The boy scarecrow is less thrilled, because he wants to kiss.  Yes, I make up stories about anything and everything.

I’m afraid it’s hard to see the details.

I had to make this a Theatre Throwback as well, by using a picture that includes the lobby poster from Leading Ladies, the play I directed at Ilion Little Theatre.  You can also see we kept a little Halloween, including some skeletons.

I love Thanksgiving and feel a little sad that it kind of gets lost by the wayside, as so many people want to jump right into Christmas.  Some of them can’t even wait till after Halloween!  But let me not get into a rant about slowing down about and enjoying ourselves.  For one reason, I am over 200 words.  I need to get on with my Friday.

 

I Try to Make a Blog Post

A blogging question: if the post I made yesterday morning counted as Tuesday’s post, will a post I make this morning count for yesterday?  Second question:  does the first question merely call attention my failure to post Saturday and Sunday?   Third question:  am I completely flattering myself to think anybody notices or cares when I do or do not make a blog post?

Yes, I am once again writing about not writing.  I am having a hard time writing about anything else, and, yes, I have tried.  Oh, please do not quote Yoda at me!  A co-worker once did that to me.  For the Star Wars illiterates, if any (and I confess, I personally did not see all the movies), the quote I am talking about is, “Do or do not.  There is no try.”

“Don’t go Yoda on me!”  I said.

“Talk backwards I did not,” he replied, in a Yoda-like voice.

Have I shared that story before?

Anyways, the problem I have with “there is no try” is this:  There is too!  You can sit on your butt and do nothing; that is not even trying.  Or you can make an attempt and fail.  At least you tried!

That last paragraph brought me to exactly 200 words.  I’m going to call this a Wuss-out Wednesday Post.  At least I tried!

 

Sunday Stroll, Post-Pedestrian Post

I took a walk with my phone on Sunday, thinking to make a Pedestrian Post. I don’t see any reason not to makes the post now (for the record, it is early Wednesday morning and I failed to make my Tired Tuesday post) (me and my obsession with accuracy).  Sunday was perhaps the last beautiful unseasonably warm day, and I decided to take advantage of it, waiting till the sun was up to take my stroll.

I suppose it would be a stay-cation if I stayed here, but I would like to.

On a walk some time ago, I wanted to get a picture of the Grand Colonial Bed and Breakfast, to give them a shout-out, but could not get a good shot from across the street.  Sunday, I was on the right side of the road.  I have been inside there (when I wrote about them for Mohawk Valley Living magazine).  It is beautiful!  And I’ve seen the breakfast menu: Wow!

Another view.

Continuing down German Street, I turned left onto Main.  I wanted to walk up the hill, where it is only open to local and pedestrian traffic.  I like the exertion of walking up a hill, although I admit I can get too much of a good thing.

As usual, the picture does not seem as steep as it seems to me when I am walking or running up it.

They recently paved it.  I wondered if that means they are going to do something about the area on top of the hill, where the road is partially collapsed.

This section has been collapsed for some time now.

I see they added a branch to the barricade.  As usual, I interpreted it to mean it was closed to vehicular traffic, not middle-aged pedestrian ladies (other pedestrians, too, of course, but I was the only one there at the time).

Pretty!

As I continued my walk, I took care to appreciate the color that yet remains on our trees.  This time of year, I feel I must just look and look, because it lasts such a short time.

I don’t know why this caught my eye.

Bare trees and dead trees have a fascination for me, too.  I will probably share a lot of pictures of bare branches against the sky in future Pedestrian Posts.  To me, it never gets old.

I maybe should have gotten to this tree earlier in the season.

I have been admiring this particular tree for a while.  So big!  So bright!

I enjoyed my walk very much, and I see I have gotten a 400 word blog post out of it.  That’s long for Mohawk Valley Girl!  I hope my readers have enjoyed it.

 

I Never Whine About Monsters

I am having yet another patch of bad blogging days.  I do not wish to offer whiny excuses.  At least,  I would like to excuse myself but do not want to be whiny.  Oh dear, I am whining already.  I hate when I do that!  Quick, throw in a monster picture to distract us from it.

“Just thought I’d come out and — what’s this? DAYLIGHT???”

There is my favorite guy,  Nosferatu.  I do not know if he is coming out into daylight in that shot or not.  Additionally,  I understand that in actual vampire folklore, vampires do not crumble to dust in daylight, but their powers are considerably weakened.  The movies made up the dramatic daylight deaths, and I must say, some of them are very dramatic.  If I ever finish any of my novels about vampires, I will probably keep the crumble to dust rule.

That’s what I needed! A large beer!

Having successfully backed into my Monstrous Monday Post,  I add a photo emphasizing my Thank-God-I-made-it-through-Monday state of mind.  It was not a heinous day, but it does not always take a heinous day to wear one out.  Not whining about it, merely commenting on the fact.

The Bride and I have a lot in common.

When I get to this point in the post (that is, around the 200-word mark), I wonder if I should go back and take out the whiny introductory paragraph.  After all, all the best writers edit their work.  As a matter of fact, I have been editing as I go.  You should have seen some of the whiny sentences I backspaced out!  And I usually give it at least another reading before hitting publish.  Editing out all my bad parts — not the badly written parts (what, me have badly written parts?  Say it ain’t so!) but the parts where I admit bad things about myself– seems less than honest.  This is, after all, a personal blog.  This is me, as a person.

Sometimes I prefer the monsters.

 

What Kind of Post? It’s a Mystery!

This is a Post-Rehearsal Post, a Throwback Thursday Post, and still under the heading of All He Laughed Himself to Death All The Time.  Hey, that makes this a Non-Sequitur Thursday Post as well!  Or am I spreading myself too thin?  Oh yeah, like I could ever be thin!  Maybe if I go back on the South Beach Diet for a LONG time!  But never mind that, on with the post!

We had an excellent rehearsal for He Laughed Himself to Death, the murder mystery we are putting on to benefit the Herkimer County Historical Society in a mere two days.  I think it will be a lot of fun.

A suspicious bunch, to say the least!

Since I once again neglected to take any pictures at tonight’s rehearsal, I thought I would pep up the post with a picture from a previous murder mystery.  This was the cast of A G.R.A.V.E. Murder, which we presented a few years ago, also to benefit the historical society.  You see, this is where Throwback Thursday comes in.

A dramatic moment, captured on film.

Here is a rehearsal shot from another murder mystery, whose title escapes me.  How embarrassing.  All I can really think about, though, is how much better I liked my hair in that ultra-short ‘do (I am the one on the far left).

Be all that as it may, I repeat for the benefit of local readers that He Laughed Himself to Death will be presented Saturday, Nov. 5, at the Herkimer Elks Club, 124 Mary St., Herkimer, NY.  Doors open at 5:30 p.m.  Tickets are $35 and are available at the Herkimer County Historical Society, 315-866-6413.

 

Rehearsal Was a Laugh

Last night I meant to take pictures of our rehearsal for He Laughed Himself to Death, the murder mystery we are putting on to benefit the Herkimer County Historical Society this Saturday.  Alas, I was so busy acting, I forgot.

I think it is time for this blog to become All He Laughed Himself to Death All The Time.  After all, it is only three days (Yikes!) till performance.

Hey, it’s a graphic.

This pretty much tells you all you need to know.  The mystery is a pretty silly story.  I guess most of mine are.  This one concerns a novelty joke company called Gorman’s Gotchas.  We are at a stockholders meeting to discuss a proposed merger with a much larger entity called Consolidated Realignment Associated Products.  Norman Gorman, founder and president of the company is late.  We do hope nothing untoward has happened to him.

Rehearsals are going well.  I have a good cast, and we are all excited for the show.  If you live nearby, I hope you will consider coming to see us!

 

Anyways, Happy Halloween!

So I missed posting on both Saturday and Sunday,  and here I sit on Halloween morning, wanting to at least post a note to my loyal readers (also unloyal, chance, random and any other readers), just to say… what? I’m still alive?  Thank you for reading?  I know! Happy Halloween!

 

Witchy says Happy Halloween, too!

How about some Halloween pictures, to help obscure the fact that I have very little to say.

Wow I have a lot of Halloween stuff!

Here is a shot from when we got really elaborate with our decorating.  Will we ever be this ambitious again?

More fun stuff!

We also got into the toys that sang and danced.  Good times!

He’s so cute!

A favorite decoration:  my friend Marsha sent me the pot, my husband Steve got me the vampire, and it is an orange t-shirt I never particularly liked (it had a logo from a place I did not enjoy working at, but that is a whole other story).

I think this was before we finished decorating.

This picture showed up in my On This Day on Facebook.  It is one of my favorites.  I find it is symbolic, because there is Santa Claus in the background, knowing it is his turn next.  Full disclosure: that Santa sits on my staircase all year long.

My pictures have helped me get to over 200 words.  Score!  And Happy Halloween!