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Not Doing the Things on Wrist to Forehead Sunday

Posted on November 25, 2024 by mohawkvalleygirl

It has not been a good blogging weekend, and I am capping it off with a Wrist to Forehead Sunday post. I really need to get the picture my sister Diane took of me on her Fainting Couch. I think she sent it to me on Facebook Messenger or as a text, but, as regular readers know, I am not that tech savvy. Also, I have not been feeling well lately. I know, boohoo, poor pitiful me, play the miniature violins and shake your heads (you know who you are) (you can also shake your fingers or your booty, I don’t mind).

I do love Columbo on a Sunday.

It has not been an unhappy Sunday for me. I did a little cleaning, grocery shopped, and have been watching Columbo and knitting. I will probably go to bed early, because extra sleep is often helpful when one is suffering from a cold. At least, I think it is a cold. It could be allergies or something else. I don’t know from illnesses.

Can you really outrun Monday?

I thought I should throw in another picture, to interrupt the whining. I am really not that much in fear of Monday these days. Still, things I have left undone hover above me, making greater or lesser threats. Why don’t I just do them, you may ask. People often ask that kind of question, as if it is so easy to do everything and they don’t have chores they have been putting off! Well, I hope to do some of my things tomorrow. I hope to make a plan to get all my things done eventually.

For today, however, it is Wrist to Forehead Sunday. I can only feel pleased that I have made some semblance of a blog post. Now I will swoon, dramatically posed with the back of one wrist to my forehead. If only I was close to Diane’s Fainting Couch!

Who Me? Dread Monday?

Posted on June 10, 2024 by mohawkvalleygirl

Hello and welcome to another Wrist to Forehead Sunday, the day I swoon, dramatically posed with the back of one wrist to my forehead, although I do not possess a chaise lounge to swoon upon, alas.

I have not indulged to that extent.

Monday is OK, or at least it will be until it actually is Monday and I have to get out of bed. That is always a bad moment. However, one must carry on, and I don’t mean cry and carry on, although one does that on occasion.

Just one more blog post.

Of course I have been watching Columbo. The sad part is that I saw a picture in my Media Library from one of the episodes I watched today, but, alas, I cannot find it ow.

One of my favorites!

I did, however, find a logo from Dateline, which I just now found on Roku. I am not paying much attention to the episode that is currently running, except to see that that terrible wife totally did it. Dateline is rarely much of a mystery.

Picture from last summer.

I was disappointed this morning to see that Brookwood Market’s opening day had been rescheduled to June 23, due to weather. I had totally planned to take a walk over and check it out. I want to purchase a shawl from Herkimer Handknits. I am sure there are other vendors who will have things I will like to buy. I will probably write a blog post about it (preview of coming attractions).

I see I am over 250 words. Respectable for a Wrist to Forehead Sunday, at least by my rules for me. Perhaps another picture just to round things out.

Not my outfit for today, but close enough.

Yes, I have been relaxing, in between bouts of dreading Monday. Full disclosure: I am not dreading Monday all that much. Still, another three day weekend would be nice.

Sunday Blog Posts Can Be Murder

Posted on May 27, 2024 by mohawkvalleygirl

I am so excited about being on a 26 day streak, which according to WordPress I am, that I cannot bear to not make at least a Wrist to Forehead Sunday post today. Full disclosure: I have little reason to swoon, dramatically posed with the back of one wrist to my forehead, because I have tomorrow off, and I have very little else to make a blog post about. Nevertheless, let us see what I can come up with (some pundits would say that since you should never end a sentence with a preposition, I should say, “Let us see what up with I can come”).

Me, posing dramatically with the back of one wrist to my forehead.

As you can see I have had myriad opportunities in my past for Wrist to Forehead moments. This was from Dirty Work at the Crossroads, a period melodrama which my late husband Steven directed at Ilion Little Theatre some years ago. It was a very dramatic moment for my character.

“One more thing!!”

As usual on a Sunday, I am looking at an episode of Columbo on DVD while I post. The murder is about to happen, always a bad moment for me. This is actually the first episode of Columbo I ever saw, back in the 1980’s, when the show returned to the air. As time went on, I caught as many episodes as I could as re-runs, and now I have all the episodes on DVD, thanks to a lovely Christmas present from my parents, as regular readers know.

EEE! That was a horrible murder! And I am over 250 words. Happy Sunday, readers.

What? No Sunday Swoon?

Posted on September 12, 2022 by mohawkvalleygirl

I am beginning to think I need a different feature to replace Wrist to Forehead Sunday. Lately I do not possess the requisite oomph to swoon, dramatically posed with the back of one wrist to my forehead, on a handy chaise lounge or elsewhere. I know some of you are asking, how much energy does it take to swoon? Very little, I confess, for an ordinary swoon. But for a Wrist to Forehead Sunday swoon, I need to be dramatic! Surely you understand (it seemed a good moment to call you Shirley).

Now there is a dramatic swoon!

I throw in a picture from my Media Library to pep things up. It is from Mad Love, a delightfully creepy movie. I am ready to start watching Halloween movies. I do not have Mad Love on DVD, but I think it is still on my DVR from when I recorded it off TCM.

This is me being dramatic.

Here is the picture I was looking for when I found that one of the swoon. I am the one in blue, wrist to forehead, sobbing, “Oh shame! Oh degradation!” It was in Dirty Work at the Crossroads, a,1890’s melodrama directed by my husband, Steven, at Ilion Little Theatre in 2013. It was a fun scene to play, but it took a lot more energy than I seem to have these days.

So basically I need something for Sunday similar to Tired Tuesday, only I can’t think of anything alternative. I do like alliteration. Then I ask myself, what is my problem that I have to have so many days when I can’t seem to make a decent blog post. What’s that all about, me?

In the meantime, it seems I have blathered on for almost 300 words (isn’t “blathered” a word? my autocorrect wants to change it to “slathered”). I say that is not bad. I’ll work on making a better blog post tomorrow.

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I Think the Word was “Conflict”

Posted on September 14, 2017 by mohawkvalleygirl

It is Wuss-out Wednesday, and it is going to be a Wuss-out Wednesday blog post, and you can read it and enjoy it or ignore it. You can do that as a reader. As a blogger, I have to post (“The blog must go on!” I say in a dramatic tone of voice, posing in a half swoon, with one wrist to my forehead) (THAT’S IT!!! It’s Wrist to Forehead Wednesday! Damn!)

OK, now I’m getting silly. I just searched WordPress blogs for Writer’s Block and find that I am not alone. Oddly enough, not one of the posts I looked at claimed that “there just ain’t no sech animal” as Writer’s Block, a contention I have heard on many occasions (with or without the hillbilly wording). They may have something at that, as I see I am over 100 words already. It is almost never impossible to write SOMETHING. But to write something good? As Hamlet once emoted, “Ay, there’s the rub!”

I spent my breaks at work trying to work on a project which ought to have been done by now (I dare not tell you what project, because I don’t want people who know about it to know it is not yet finished) (in fact, already I’ve said too much). I couldn’t do it! I managed to write some notes, which is more useful than it sounds. Then I started to write another note and completely blanked on a word.

WHAT THE HELL IS THAT ALL ABOUT??? I asked myself. Have I gone senile? Is it early onset Alzheimer’s? Yes, I am a self-dramatizing fool (see wrist to forehead pose in the first paragraph). I daresay I’m no stupider than I was yesterday (cue jokes about how that is quite stupid enough). Still, it is upsetting when one cannot think of a word or even a reasonable substitute.

I think I like it better when I share pictures from monster movies on these days when I just don’t have a blog post. I may do that tomorrow on Non-Sequitur Thursday. As always, I hope you’ll stay tuned.

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