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It Bugs Me To Make A Late Post

Hello and welcome to another Late Post Week here at Mohawk Valley Girl.  Last night I managed to make a couple of phone calls, get the trash out, and find a book to read since I could not find the book I was currently reading.  I’m usually reading more than once book at a time anyways.  Last night I fell asleep even while enjoying my book about Death and the Virgin Queen.  It is about the alleged murder of Amy Robsart, possibly by her husband Robert Dudley, Queen Elizabeth I’s favorite.  It is history, not historical fiction.  I usually have a problem with historical fiction, especially when I know a little about the actual history involved.

OK, is this going to be a post about books or a Monstrous Monday post?  I vote for monsters!

Yikes!

Trolling my Media Library for monster pictures I have not shared recently, I found the poster for Tarantulas.  This raises the question:  which is worse, little spiders or big ones?  In this movie, obviously the big ones are the problem.  However, it seems to me the little ones are more insidious, because they are harder to see and can find more places to hide.  In fact, how do you know that one is not crawling up your leg right now? EEEK!  Just kidding.  I do not have a problem with spiders.  They eat bugs I really hate, such as mosquitoes and flies.

Scary!

OK, I guess the big bugs can be pretty bad, too.  Here is Joan Collins in Empire of the Ants.  I would like to have that one on DVD.

Speaking of which…

I do not have another picture of an insect or arachnid to round out the post so end on a philosophical note (half-baked, as my philosophy usually is?  You decide).  Some readers may be tired of Monstrous Monday.  Some may feel I should have found more pictures for this post.  I personally have not had coffee yet and mean to correct that deficiency.  Once again, thank you for tuning in.

 

Post-Play, Pre-Coffee, At Least It’s a Post!

I suppose it is time for a Post Play Post, but I am not at all sure that I am up for one.

As it happens, I was not.  I typed in that one sentence (picking one letter at a time with the stylus on my Tablet,  of course) then went to sleep.  In my defense, I was tired and had been drinking wine. The play I refer to, for those of you just tuning in, was An Evening of Timeless Comedy,  three one-act plays presented as the opening production of Ilion Little Theatre’s 100th Season.  Sunday was our last performance.

Now it is Monday morning and my coffee is still perking.  It is flavored coffee, because I neglected to buy more of the regular kind (which I prefer) when I was at the grocery store.  What, you may legitimately ask, is the matter with me?

A dramatic moment.

I do not have any pictures from last night so stole this one from the Ilion Little Theatre Club Facebook page.  It is a rehearsal shot from The Mayor and the Manicure, the third one-act of the evening.

Now I must concentrate on the murder mystery we are putting on to benefit the Herkimer County Historical Society on Nov. 11 (preview of coming attractions).  Ilion Little Theatre is already in rehearsals for their next show, Newsies.  As for this blog,  I guess I will just continue to hobble along, and try to make more posts on time.  Now where’s that coffee? Flavored coffee is better than none!

 

Bonita to the Rescue!

Monday was a Blogger’s Sick Day.  Now it is early Tuesday morning and I am trying for some semblance of a post. Coffee will help.

I’m getting there.

Well, that took forever, and it isn’t even the picture I was looking for.  But it will have to do.

Now I feel like screaming.

Unable to think of anything else to say, I went to my Media Library and found this picture from The Screaming Skull.  It is actually a pretty entertaining flick, although I first encountered it on Mystery Science Theater 3000, which, in case you did not know it, features cheesy movies.

And it hasn’t even started yet!

I thought I would continue the skeleton theme, and do you think I could find any skeletons?  I found a half dozen other pictures I have wasted time searching for.  One day I will sit down and make an index of that Media Library.

A depiction of me, buried in my own thoughts.

There’s a skeleton!  Or at least parts of one.  Your imagination can supply the rest.

Oh dear.  All I am doing is watching the word count and hoping to make it to 200 words.  Is this how other bloggers do it?  I don’t think so.

Bonita to the rescue!

One more skeleton picture will put me over the top!  This is my beloved Bonita, wearing a dog mask we found at a rummage sale.

And that is over 200 words.  On to face Tuesday!

 

I Slack, I Scatter, It Is No Longer Saturday

It is almost 10:30 on a Saturday night.   I almost never stay up this late any more.  What the hell am I thinking?  The usual answer to that is: I am not thinking.  Which at least makes a change from over thinking.  Sometimes I like to shake things up.

I always kill house plants personally.

Earlier this evening I watched Little Shop of Horrors, the original non-musical directed by Roger Corman.  It is one of my favorites.

Aaand that was as far as I got last night.  I got too sleepy searching my Media Library for a picture of the movie Tormented which I thought I had but could not find so hit Save Draft and left it for this morning.  I slept in till after seven, what a bum!  I haven’t even had coffee yet.

Words of wisdom indeed.

This showed up in my Facebook Memories. I just don’t imagine I made anybody but myself unhappy by not making my Saturday blog post on Saturday.  Then again, I am part of Everybody.

Before I typed in the preceding paragraph, I hit Save Draft again and got myself my first cup of the day.  I put it in a Halloween mug, because as all true Halloween aficionados know, spooky season starts the day after Labor Day.   Then there are those like me, who try to keep the spirit alive all year, hence my viewing of horror movies most of the time.

I see I am approaching 250 words, and I have no idea what to bill this as.  Slacker Saturday because I am making it on Sunday?  Scattered Saturday because the subject matter kind of wandered?  Oh the trials and tribulations!   But as always, I thank you for tuning in.

 

Is a Redundancy as Bad as a Tautology?

So after a weekend of missed blog posts, I have had a week of late blog posts.  At least it is Friday, early morning as I sit, lounged on my couch pecking in one letter at a time with the stylus on my Tablet (most of that clause helpfully supplied by the predictive text thingy), and gratefully sipping coffee.

I was about to tell you of a weird, unexplained thing, but as soon as I started to, the explanation dawned on me.  The weird thing was this:  I did not put on coffee last night (no, that’s not the weird thing, keep reading).  I thought, I am not going to put on coffee and I am going to leave the kitchen light on all night.  I have a thing for leaving lights on lately, although I try to be conscientious about saving electricity.  When I got up this morning, the kitchen light was off!  I know I left it on! I remember deciding to!  Weird!

As soon as I started to tell the story,  I remembered.  After going upstairs I realized I had not taken my pills.  I had brought my old lady pill holder (the kind with a.m. and p.m. Monday through Friday) downstairs, because I have been being very bad about taking my a.m. pills.  I had it upstairs because my p.m. pills are more important and I was afraid if I forgot to take them I would be too lazy to walk downstairs and correct the omission.

So I proved myself not too lazy to walk down the stairs and no doubt automatically turned off the light, not even thinking about it (was that a redundancy to say “automatically ” and “not even thinking about it”?  I suppose so, but I do so for emphasis).

I am sorry I do not have a ghost story to share.  It would have been a nice follow-up to my Mid-Week Monsters Post.  However, I see I am over 300 words.  I guess I’ll slap on a headline and bill it as a Non-Sequitur Thursday Post.

 

Sit Down Saturday?

I am having a moment.  Not a bad moment, but kind of a blah moment.  It is in fact a rather strong bout of Don’t Wanna Do Nuthin’.  So I thought to myself, well at least you can do a blog post (did not feel inclined to call myself Shirley today).

I woke up about 3:30 this morning with a bad headache.  No, I did not tie one on last night, so stop tsk-tsking at me (you know who you are).  I am out of acetaminophen but thought maybe more sleep would help with the result that I got up at six, which regular readers know is sleeping in for me.

Weekends are my days for long, challenging runs.  I had neglected to put on coffee last night so I decided to run first.  I ignored my usual weekend running plans and made up my mind to a short run.  Thirty minutes tops.  Maybe even twenty.  Or fifteen in a pinch.

It turned out to be in a pinch,  I ran for just over a mile in a little over 15 minutes (once again too lazy to get the Garmin and check.  I drank my chocolate milk recovery beverage but never got the oomph to fix breakfast till a couple of hours later.  Sorry, body.

I forgot where I was going with all this.  Lame Post Saturday?  No matter.  It is over 200 words, and my Saturday Post is done on Saturday (no matter what my WordPress timestamp may say).  If only I had a peppy picture to close with.  Maybe a monster.

You go, girl!

I stole this from Dracula’s House of Halloween, one of my favorite Facebook pages.   I did drink all the coffee, but sadly there is no longer anybody in my house to strangle me over it.  On that melancholy note,  Happy Saturday,  everyone.

 

What Could Be Better Than Monsters?

So my goals were to find something to enjoy on Monday and to make a better blog post, but I think we all knew I was more likely to revert to Monstrous Monday.  My day at work was not bad at all.  My worst moment was getting myself out of bed.  Oh, did I want to sleep in!  But coffee worked its magic, and my day improved from there.

This is how cheerful I am after coffee.

After work things got a little dicey as I struggled with my checkbook and fretted over bills.  I did not go running as I had intended, and I almost forgot to take out the trash.  However, I had walked for 30 minutes this morning, and the trash and recyclables are now waiting by the curb.  Additionally, the dishes are washed, and tomorrow’s lunch is packed.

The happy smile I get after doing a few chores.

I seem to always be listing every little thing I get done, either in this blog, in one of my journals, or just in my head.  It is to keep from beating myself up over all the things that I have left undone.  For heavens’ sakes, I can’t do everything!  Or so I comfort myselg

Maybe if I had three friends behind me and a pitchfork!

I guess this last picture doesn’t show a monster, but it is from a pretty scary movie, Invasion of the Body Snatchers.   As messed up as my life can be, I would not want some pod growing into a duplicate of me and taking over my body.  Now that I think about it, that movie is also pretty sad.  All the characters I like turn into beings with no warmth or feelings.

On that rather melancholy note,  I see I am approaching 300 words.  Perhaps it is not a better blog post, but at least I tried.

 

I’m a Monster Before Coffee

I guess late posts are still a thing, because here I am on Tuesday morning, lounged on my couch, pecking in one letter at a time with the stylus on my Tablet.  When I went to bed last night, I had pictured myself sitting at the dining-room-table-top (previously a laptop, as regular readers may recall), ten-finger typing.  I felt too tired for such effort, and my coffeemaker was taking forever.  Now, however, I have had a few sips, so phew! I am a slave to the brew!

“It’s my coffee!” “No, it’s mine!”

It never fails.  I go searching Facebook for an image I have seen many times, and it is not to be found.  I am not adept at these things. I finally went to my Media Library and settled for Bela Lugosi fighting a beast in The Ape Man.  I believe I have seen that movie but cannot remember who wins the tussle.

On the cuter side…

I would like to say this is me after coffee, but no such luck.  I have my cute moments, but…

One of my favorites.

I am not currently drinking out of this mug, but wouldn’t it be cool if I was?   The mug was given to me by my late, much beloved husband, Steve.  We loved The Princess Bride.

And now I am over 200 words.  Score!  Time for another cup of coffee before work.

 

Pre-Coffee Post

I am still at my Mom and Dad’s house, and I never got around to making my Saturday blog post.  It is early Sunday morning.  Everybody else is still abed (damn my insomnia!).  I am lounged on the love seat, pecking away with the borrowed stylus, and wishing I had a little more to say.  I am also wishing I knew how to use the Keurig.  I have a drip coffee maker at my house. Yes, Dad has shown me how to use the Keurig.  I just don’t remember what he showed me.

I always use the caption, “One more thing.”

Once again, I throw in a picture to pep things up.  I started to watch an episode of Columbo last night, but it was the one episode I absolutely do not like, the one where his niece gets kidnapped.  Don’t get me started.

I hope I don’t go home to this!

I add a snowy picture, because I spent a good portion of the day looking out the window at the snow coming down.  I fear when I get home I will not be able to get into my driveway.  I got hung up getting out of it Friday morning.  That was painful, although I did make it to work on time.

I am having a really enjoyable visit, there is just not a whole lot to blog about.  Perhaps my pre-coffee brain is to blame (why in the world  would autocorrect change pre-coffee to pre-order?). In any case, I am over 200 words.  Maybe I could make myself a cup of tea.

 

I Suppose This Is a Blog Post

Oh dear.  I thought that when I made my Monstrous Monday Post on Monday, I was beginning a week of on-time posts. It did not take long for that to fall apart as I failed to post on Tuesday.  Now I am sipping coffee on Wednesday morning (THANK GOD for coffee!), and thinking I should attempt some semblance of a blog post.

I did not have any Mohawk Valley Adventures yesterday.  I did go for a half-hour walk in the morning, as I do most mornings.  My reasons are several:  I hope to improve my physical health, keep my weight down, and alleviate my depression.  I know I could have put “physical and mental health,” but I wanted to make it sound like two different reasons.

I suppose I could have (and still could) make a Pedestrian Post, but those are so much better with pictures, and it is usually still dark when I take my walks.  I further suppose I could search my Media Library for pictures previously taken of places I walked by.  After all, I can only walk by so much in a half-hour walk, even if I start in a different direction each time.  I only have so many directions to pick from.

I am realizing I suppose a lot in these posts that are not really posts.  I suppose I could write this, I suppose I could write that…  I comfort myself once again with the reflection that writing about not writing is still writing.  I am going to bill this as a Tired Tuesday Post and drive on.  First I will throw in a picture, just for fun.

Not what I saw on yesterday’s walk, but who doesn’t love a rainbow?