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Too Brain Dead to Swoon?

Posted on September 7, 2026 by mohawkvalleygirl

It is late for me for posting, but I want to try to make a Wrist to Forehead Sunday post.  Of course I have little to blog about and little brain to blog with.  Also, I do not feel up to searching my Media Library for the picture of The Brain from the Planet Arous, which I usually like to share on these occasions.  What, oh what, will I blog about?

 

Great side eye.

I was able to find this shot from The Brain That Wouldn’t Die. My brain obviously would and did die.  Now I am slipping into Monstrous Monday mode but hope by tomorrow to have regained some brain power and have a bit better of a blog.

Does your Monday look like this?

Tomorrow is a Monday holiday for many, thanks to the blood and sweat of the labor movement.  Not for everybody, of course.  I worked on Labor Day for many sad years in the retail industry and sometimes while in the army.  I know many first responders and health care workers do not have the day off.  I mention it in passing, this being a Sunday post, and in the past it was my legitimate reason for me swooning, dramatically posed with the back on one wrist to my forehead.  Oh woe!  Tomorrow is Monday!

What is my excuse these days, you may ask?  I have no excuse.  But I shall swoon when I decide to.  My only regret is that I do not have a chaise lounge to swoon upon.  I hope to make a swoon-free blog post on Monday.

 

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A Post with a Pause

Posted on August 31, 2026 by mohawkvalleygirl

You know you are having a Wrist to Forehead Sunday when you ask the Magic 8 Ball whether or not you should get in the shower.  It told me to ask again later, in case you are interested.

Probably not the best way to prepare for the week ahead.

Actually, I am not particularly dreading Monday.  I just wanted to throw in a picture to pep things up.

I miss my adventure buddies!

This picture is to denote passage of time.  I couldn’t think of anything to say, so I called my mother.  I am extremely blessed to have both parents alive and in reasonably good health, and I try to call them every day.  In the course of chatting with my Mom, I mentioned the Magic 8 Ball and asked it again should I get in the shower.  It said, Yes, Definitely.  As if the Magic 8 Ball has a sense of smell!  Maybe it just assumed I am a stinker (not an unreasonable assumption).  Anyways, I got in the shower and now I am clean and fresh and ready to finish the blog post.

The second picture is of my bestie Kim, who moved away, and my late, dearly missed husband Steve, on one of our many Mohawk Valley Adventures.  I will never be done missing my husband, but there is no point in wishing for what I cannot have, so I take a deep breath, look for a suitable pair of shoes, and get ready to head out in search of further Mohawk Valley Adventures.  Will I find any?  Or will I just walk around the block and return to sit on the couch, knit, and watch Dateline or Snapped?  A little uncertainty adds interest to my Sunday.

 

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Melancholy about Monday

Posted on September 11, 2023 by mohawkvalleygirl

It is time for a Wrist to Forehead Sunday Post, as I sit, poised to swoon, posed dramatically posed with the back of one wrist against my forehead.  Why do I STILL not have a chaise lounge to swoon upon?

And it doesn’t look like it is going to be a good one!

I just had a fun time with my friend Kim at Yetty’s Pizzeria in Herkimer, NY.  We ate fattening food.  We drank wine.  We chatted with our friend Piel, the bartender.

He’s so sweet!

However, now it is getting later in the evening and Monday looms larger.  I guess I am not in too much dread of it.  I live through Monday every week;  it hasn’t killed me yet.  Additionally,  I have not had all that much wine.  If you drink too much because you dread Monday, you give yourself a very good reason to fear Monday.

I guess I always feel a little melancholy about this time of the weekend, because I am thinking about all the things I thought I was going to get done which I did not.  I tend to have an exaggerated notion of what I can get done in any given amount of time.

Therefore, I will not beat myself up.  At least I got my blog post done.  The other things will get done or they won’t.  A little uncertainty adds interest to my week.

 

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What, Me Worry?

Posted on August 7, 2023 by mohawkvalleygirl

It is Sunday evening and I have very little to say.  I guess it is another Wrist to Forehead Sunday, because I would like nothing better than to swoon upon a chaise lounge, dramatically posed with the back of one wrist to my forehead.  Only, as regular readers know,  I have no chaise lounge.

I know the feeling.

It has not been a bad weekend.  For that matter, I do not expect the upcoming week to be that bad.  Of course, that could mean trouble.  Every time I worry about something bad that might happen, it usually does not.  Most of the bad stuff that happens in my life is stuff I never saw coming.  Clearly if I could only worry about every potential bad thing, nothing bad would ever happen.

That sounds like some half-baked philosophy more suited to Lame Post Friday than Wrist to Forehead Sunday.  Oh well, I can only write what I can write.

Obviously not my brain.

I thought another picture might be a good idea and found one from The Brain from the Planet Arous in my Media Library.  Regular readers know I like to share this picture when I am feeling particularly brain dead.

Brain dead or not, I have achieved 200 words.  Score!  Once again, I will try for a better blog post tomorrow.

 

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Just Wait Till Monday!

Posted on June 12, 2023 by mohawkvalleygirl

Sunday, Sunday.  I am approaching the end of my Sunday.

Relax, guys! Monday isn’t that bad!

I feel it is wrong to spend all or even part of Sunday dreading Monday.  I feel I should be able to find enough to appreciate during the week that weekends are not my only enjoyable times.  I mean, think about it:  what kind of a life is that, when you hate five days and only like two.  And you can’t even completely like one of the two, because the dreaded specter of Monday haunts the second weekend day.  What’s that all about?

This sounds like some half-baked philosophy more suited to Lame Post Friday than Wrist to Forehead Sunday.

I have had an active Sunday.  I went on a long run up College Hill, running longer than I did last weekend.  I went grocery shopping.  I mowed the front and back lawns then spent some time hacking and pulling some of the overgrown stuff out back.  I cooked a semi-elaborate dinner, making up the recipe as I went along.  I have not really cooked in a long time.  I watched several movies while re-reading  Regency romance by Georgette Heyer the mistress of such things.

Now I have made a blog post of questionable interest but at least 200 words.  My next goal is to find something to enjoy on Monday.  And to make a better blog post.  I hope you will stay tuned.

 

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I Should Make a Better Blog Post

Posted on July 4, 2022 by mohawkvalleygirl

I can hardly have a Wrist to Forehead Sunday when I have Monday off, can I? I mean, isn’t that the main reason we feel inclined to swoon, dramatically posed with the back of one wrist to our forehead (I feel better if I explain it every time): the thought that we return to the work-a-day world tomorrow? I should feel relaxed and happy, shouldn’t I? Then again, when have I ever done what I should?

The only thing I got done today was the grocery shopping, which was actually kind of a big deal, since I blew it off last Sunday. I went around eight this morning to beat the crowd, but I didn’t finish putting away all the groceries till just now. In fact, since my bottle of shampoo is sitting at the bottom of the stairs waiting for me to take it up the next time I go, one could argue that I still haven’t put them all away. Hey, at least the ice cream made it to the freezer.

I spent most of the day reading a romance novel. In my defense, it was by Georgette Heyer, the queen of Recency romance. Perhaps that is not much of a defense, but I do what I can. Judge me if you are so inclined.

I went for a walk just before finishing putting the groceries away. You see, I started to make this post, realized I had very little to say and thought to do a Pedestrian Post. Additionally, I thought it might help me sleep better. I had tried to take a walk first thing this morning but cut it short, because my stomach was upset. Unfortunately it was a very uneventful walk.

Dull days make for dull blog posts. On the brighter side, if you could call it that, now that I have made a dull blog post, I have a reason to swoon, wrist to forehead fashion. If you have continued reading thus far, thank you for tuning in.

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True Crime on Wrist to Forehead Sunday

Posted on July 30, 2018 by mohawkvalleygirl

Well, my wrist is really on my forehead today.   In a dramatic pose as I swoon on the sofa, of course.

This was me in a melodrama. I was quite dramatic.

The true wrist-to-forehead pose is leaned back, eyes skyward if they’re even open, as I said, about to swoon, backwards.  I read somewhere that people always faint forward, that is one way you can tell if they are faking it.  However, I think if you are already leaning back you would continue to do so.  I have not had occasion to test the theory.

So far this post seems not to be about the title.

Even the re-runs are pretty good.

We are watching Snapped, one of my favorites.  Unfortunately, or perhaps I should say fortunately, we are talking and talking and not watching so much.  Fortunately, because it is fun to chat with people.  Unfortunately, because I am not making a very good blog post.

Well, what are Sundays for, anyways?  To sit around dreading Monday? What a waste of time! To prepare for the upcoming week?  As if I ever did anything that together!  To enjoy what’s left of the weekend?  There’s a goal I can get behind!

So I am going to get off WordPress and get back to enjoying my conversation, true crime show, and Sunday evening.  Perhaps I can find a picture to leave you with.  Something wrist-to-forehead-ish?  Something true-crime-ish?  Something conversation-with-friends-ish?  Or maybe just a monster for laughs?

“I still don’t know why they asked me to be in this blog post.”

 

 

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