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Cloudy with a Chance of Lame

I have the most horrendous case of I Just Can’t Even!  I feel it is not terminal:  I did manage to take a shower and find something to wear, even putting on earrings.  Earlier today I wrote a story about a Frankfort Town Board Meeting and emailed it to my editor at Sentinel Media.  OK, that’s all I did.  But can I also do a Lame Post Friday blog post?  We shall see.

Bette mourns my dead hopes and dreams.

I wanted to throw in a picture to pep things up.  Here is the goddess Bette Davis in Hush… Hush, Sweet Charlotte. It is an excellent movie of the so-called Hagsploitation genre.  Or do I mean Psycho-Biddy?  I believe both terms are acceptable. I am old enough to be a psycho biddy myself. Watch out, world!

Is he pointing at me?

A little back-lit, but here is the statue of General Herkimer in Myers Park in Herkimer, NY.  I walk by this park on a regular basis.  However, I do not know if I will do so in the near future.  It is supposed to be extremely cold over the next couple of days.  I felt rather ill after my long walk on Thursday.  Oh, these colds hang on and on at my age.  No wonder there are so many psycho biddies out there!

How I might look if I had a wood burning stove.

I end with another psycho-biddy, our beloved Joan Crawford in StraitJacket.  I fear my headline is not necessarily reflective of this post, but let me reassure you.  My head is feeling quite cloudy, and I am, without a doubt, lame.

 

Couldn’t Hurt, Might Help

I thought I was feeling better, but it turns out not so much.  I don’t like to go days and days without making a blog post, so I will attempt a Throwback Thursday.  Or maybe a Non-Sequitur Thursday.  No, that’s no good; I can never think of a good headline for those.

Snow, snow, snow.

I have left the house in the last two days, taking walks through the snow but not pausing for pictures.  I really felt I had spent too many days lounging around doing nothing and thought a couple short walks would help.  I guess they kind of sort of did.

It really was a dramatic moment.

I veer into theatre throwback with a shot from 2019.  I may be getting involved in some new theatre shenanigans soon.  I received an email about auditions for Ilion Little Theatre’s next production, Good-bye. Charlie.  Monday and Tuesday, Feb. 16th and 17th at the theatre at 6:30 p.m.  I probably have a meeting to cover on Monday, but I can probably make it on Tuesday.  I like to be in a play.

If only I don’t get snowed in!

I have not had this much snow in my driveway for a long time.  I can only hope for the best for the rest of the winter.  At least I have gotten over 200 words of a blog post for today.  I apologize if I seem less articulate than usual.  I feel sure another couple of good nights’ sleep will put me to rights.

 

Still Feeling Monstrous.

I am still feeling pretty monstrous (I use the adjective purely to fit in with Monstrous Monday) yet feel I must begin to creep back into the land of the living.  I did not post for the last two days, because I felt it was too many posts about how rotten I felt.  Today I will try for a transitionary post (what? transitionary isn’t a word?  Where’s my dictionary?) (Yes! transitionary IS SO a word!  what the hell, Chromebook? Why are you underlining it?).

Oh dear.

The fact is I am sitting here with a vague headache and not many thoughts in my head.  Yesterday I thought as how I had done nothing but lie around for four days I ought to try to exert myself a little.  Accordingly, I stood up at the sink for a while and did some dishes.  Not all of the dishes, but you can’t have everything.  Later on, I  mustered up enough oomph to go out and shovel the driveway.  There was not a lot of snow, and I did a lousy job, but I felt I had accomplished something.

Not much snow, not much driveway.

This is a picture from a whole different year, but I wanted to add an illustration.

Today my main concern is to make it to the Herkimer Town Board meeting, which I must cover for Sentinel Media.  I do not know what else I ought to demand of myself.  Like I said, creep slowly back to the land of the living.

Creeping back to life among the living?

I thought I’d throw in one monster.  I was looking for The Blob, which I certainly feel like, but I find The Tingler will have to do.

 

Lame Road to Recovery

I think I am on the mend, but I certainly am not up to any blogworthy activities.  Lucky for me it is Lame Post Friday.

The long road to recovery?

I throw in a picture because I ran dry of words.  I actually still have quite a bit of a headache.  The reason I feel I am on the mend is that I have been able to sleep, at least a little.  I apologize about going on and on about my health.  I try not to be so tiresome.

A more squiggly path.

I think my brain is becoming even more squiggly.  Tomorrow I might try a walk outdoors if the weather is not too bad.  For one reason I have to mail my usual Saturday morning postcards.  I hope I can think of something more cheerful to write than, “I feel so sick!”

A regular stop for me.

I have not taken a walk since Tuesday.  That is unusual for me; I try to walk or run almost every day, although I have not been running much since the snow fell.   Actually it is the ice that bothers me more than the snow.  However, one advantage of being ill is that once I get better, I will be so sick of not moving, I will probably be delighted to go out and take a run.  It will at least make for a better blog post!

 

Still Ill on Throwback Thursday

Well friends, it is another Blogger’s Sick Day, but I think I can manage a Throwback Thursday post.  I spent most of the day trying unsuccessfully to sleep.  Perhaps I will be better enough tomorrow to get some exercise, which I would think would help me sleep.

He was so cute and sweet!

This is from January 2017, our second dog, Spunky. That basket was not meant to be a bed for him but a container for my crochet projects.  However, he went right over and made himself at home.  How could I deny him?  I am thinking about getting a dog, for company and for a reason to go for more walks.  We shall see.

 

My reason for attempting a blog post.

My brain truly does not want to write today.  I attempted something earlier and managed a page of nonsense.  By my rules for me, Any Writing Counts.

A fun theatre memory.

Since it is Throwback Thursday, I share a picture from rehearsals for Rubbed Out at Ruby’s, the murder mystery LiFT, Little Falls Theatre Company, did at the Overlook Mansion, back when it was a Bed and Breakfast and Destination for weddings and other things.  It was a 1920’s setting, and I am dying to do another set in that period.  I started to write one that I hoped to do at Salisbury Grange.  I could work more on it.  When my brain feels a little bit better.

In the meantime, I am over 200 words.  Score!  Maybe some more hot tea with lemon and honey would help.

 

Not Well on Wednesday

It is a Blogger’s Sick Day.  One reason I am making the post is that it makes me sit up and drink water.  I spent most of the day in bed, trying to sleep, so have become dehydrated. I must say this cool water tastes wonderful.

No, no! Only water today! Maybe a little tea.

I thought I should throw in a picture to pep things up.  It was really an inconvenient day to get sick.  I was supposed to meet some friends for lunch, and tonight is the Elks Club meeting.  I have missed the last few meetings and meant to go.

Tea in my new mug. And maybe try a little more writing.

One thing I did this morning was heat up the neck pillow my sister Cheryl gave me for Christmas.  It is from Irish Dreams Cookies: Cookies, Accessories, Apparel.  They are based in Waterville, just to give a should-out to an area business.

The problem with being sick is that pretty much all you can do is sit around and feel sick.  How boring!  And how boring to blog about it!  I guess I’ll call this a Wuss-Out Wednesday and drive on.  Once again, I thank you for tuning in.

 

Some Semblance of a Sidewalk, Some Semblance of a Blog Post

I thought of that title while I was running this morning.  More snow had fallen in the night, but I did not want to go yet another day without at least an attempt, so I got my stuff on and off I set.

Photo taken during cool-down walk.

These are my actual footsteps.  I see that it looks more like a walk than a run, but at no time do I claim to run very fast.  I looked at the plowed road askance (I don’t think I have ever used the word “askance” in a sentence.  Cool!).  It looked wet, slushy, and potentially slippery.  Snow, on the other hand, offers a bit of traction.  Additionally, plowing through the snow takes much more effort than running on a bare road.  Extra calories burned is an excellent idea on Thanksgiving weekend.

And then it got deeper.

Some of the sidewalks had been cleared yesterday and been re-covered,  so it wasn’t too bad running.  I prefer sidewalks anyways as being safer than roads.  Sometimes.  After a while I got to some sidewalks that had not been touched since the snow started to fall.  That was a little tougher to plow through.  I saw where the road had not been plowed as thoroughly and moved out, running in shallower snow.  I kept looking for more partially cleared sidewalks.  That was when the expression “some semblance of a sidewalk” occurred to me.

It was not a long run, but I was glad I went.  I thought I would look for a couple of photo ops on my cool-down walk.  When I got to the second picture, I thought I would walk in the road.  Then a snow plow turned onto the street.  Eek!  I walked back the way I came.

I should get a plant like that.

I do like the look of a dried plant with snow on it.  Then I saw that some people still want their yard waste picked up.

Stick ’em up!

I confess to still not feeling 100% from my illness, so I do not know how much I will participate in Shop Small Saturday.  The beauty part about running the morning and then blogging about it is that I can feel that I have at least accomplished something.  I hope you are all having a delightful weekend.

 

Oh No! Not a Blogger’s Sick Day!

So I missed blogging and running Sunday and Monday then took a three mile run this morning.  I was set to do a Running Commentary Post!  I even purposefully ran by a few places I know I have pictures of in my Media Library so I could illustrate.  I felt rather awful after the run, wondered if I should have kept it to two miles, trudged my cool-down walk, and just managed to stretch before getting in the shower.  Still, this was going to be find.

After a shower and finding an outfit to put on, I fixed myself a nice egg sammich for breakfast, using Heidelberg French Peasant Bread (just to add a little local flavor to the post).  I had big plans in my head to go shopping and get stuff done after writing my blog post and  before covering the Frankfort Town Board meeting tonight.

Then after breakfast, it hit me.  For some days I have been dealing with some sore throat/coughing, which I thought was post nasal drip due to my ever present allergies.  This morning, it was suddenly much worse, with a banging, sick headache.

Only I feel like the real thing.

It’s no fair!  This is Thanksgiving week!  I am supposed to get together with my family and have fun!  Oh well, these things happen and we must make the best of them.  Perhaps it is a 24-hour Bugaboo and I will be fine tomorrow.  I am about to try the effects of a hot toddy.

Take your medicine, old lady!

This is actually from The Atomic Brain, a favorite cheesy horror movie.  She is actually drinking a cocktail, and that sour look on her face is natural.  My hot toddy features whiskey from Cooperstown Distillery, just to give another area business a shout-out.

Anyways, I wanted to post something, anything, so here it is.  As always, I thank you for tuning in.

 

More Pixley Pics

Here are a few more pictures from Pixley Falls, my Friday adventure with my sister Cheryl.  We were happy to commune with nature.

Cheryl agreed to pose a couple of times.

There were several wooden bridges, some of them not actually over streams, due to the dry weather I suppose.

Lovely!

We were happy whenever we saw water flowing.  At least when the water is down to a trickle, you can see the rocks better.  Under the heading, Make a Virtue out of Necessity.

More water, different rocks.

 

With the bright sun shining through green leaves, I could almost believe it was summer.  However, the cool temperature and lack of bugs reminded me it was October.  I did not mind the temperature and I was quite happy about the lack of bugs.

A more dramatic pose.

I should have zoomed in more on Cheryl in this shot.  She took a dramatic shot of me but has not texted it to me or shared it on Facebook, so I cannot include it in the blog.  I feel it is just as well; I am far less photogenic.

I was really happy I had forsaken housecleaning for nature walking.  Being out in the woods is good for you on so many levels.  And I am sure it makes a better blog post.

 

Walking the Blahs Away

I took a walk today, hoping to make a Pedestrian Post with Pictures.  Full disclosure:  I had a hard time getting started this morning and a hard time getting anything done.  The Monday blahs?  Could be, but what is my excuse for the rest of the week?  However, my purpose here is not to whine but to blog, so let me get on with it.

It is important to me to run or walk every day, for my mental and physical health.  Yesterday I did not walk very much but did some work out in the yard so pretended that counted.  This morning I could not convince myself to run, and it was afternoon before I finally got out and walked.  First I wrote some post cards to a few of my post card peeps.  Regular readers may recall that I like to send post cards to people who could use a pick-me-up or that I just want to say hello to. I put them in my bag along with my cell phone, my notebook (the paper spiral-bound kind) and library card (it is on a key chain) in case I ended up at the library.  I put on my Garmin and off I went.

It felt good to walk.  I saw a dog standing in front of a house and wondered if I should turn town the next street to avoid him.  Then I saw his person putting what I thought was doggy doo in the trash.  The dog was patiently waiting for him.  What a good dog! I didn’t turn.

“He was so nicely waiting for you just now,” I said to the person when I reached them.  “What a good dog!”

“He was waiting for you,” the guy said. “He wants to say hi.”

I said hi and asked if I could pet him, and did.  He was a very sweet dog.  I continued my walk, turning down Main Street.  I soon came to Herkimer Reformed Church.   That church always fascinates me, because it has a graveyard.

I may walk in and read some of the gravestones one day.

I did not pause long, because I was, after all, walking for my health.  I proceeded past Basloe Library, where I did not take a picture, and to the post office to mail my post cards.  Then I continued my walk, deciding not to end at the library after all.  I got to pet another dog, a cute little puppy.  I asked the guy walking him if I could.  He said yes, but the dog was a little skittish.  He picked him up and said, “You’re OK, Ace.”  Ace let me rub his chest a little (most dogs like it when you do that).

I took one other picture.  In an overgrown lot, I noticed some cool-looking yellow flowers.  I suppose there are apps that tell you what different flowers are, but I don’t know from apps.  Maybe I could look for a book on flowers at the library, when I finally get there.

Is it just me, or do they look a little Halloweeny?

I walked for over a half hour and was glad I went.  I see I have blathered on for quite some time in the blog post.  If you have read the whole thing, I thank you.