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Pretend It’s Still Wednesday

Posted on September 17, 2026 by mohawkvalleygirl

Last night I dreamed I neglected to make a Wednesday blog post early Thursday morning or even Thursday afternoon.  I do not know what day or time it was in the dream, but I searched for my computer, composing in my head, “Now I’ve done it, now I have done it.”  As is the way with dreams, I when I found my computer I could not log on properly or find where I wanted to go or anything.  Then I dreamed about something else.

Now it is prior to 6 a.m. (early by almost anybody’s standards) and I am sipping tea (the ubiquitous old lady tummy troubles) and wishing I had taken enough pictures for a Waste Not Want Not Wednesday post.  I have gone to a couple of Mohawk Valley businesses but neglected to take pictures then either.  I used to post entirely without pictures but feel strangely loathe to do so now.

Something to feel a little sad about.

Looking in my Media Library for something to use for a Wayback Wednesday, I saw this and said, “Oh yeah, rats!”  A year ago I was preparing for this very race.  An invitation to register for it showed up in my email recently, and I sadly ignored it.  I am walking but not yet running.  I see my primary care physician next week and will ask her about the advisability of ever running again.

Unfortunately, I am not a night owl either.

I change the subject to something more cheerful, showing a present my late, dearly missed husband Steve gave me several years ago.  I need to find that mug.  It is in my cupboard somewhere.  The vampire is packed away with Halloween decorations. I will find him eventually.

I see I am approaching 300 words.  I am going to bill this as a Wuss-out Wednesday and drive on.  I will try for some kind of a Thursday post later today, but no promises.

 

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Throwback to a Time Less Depressed?

Posted on September 11, 2026 by mohawkvalleygirl

I am just going to come out and say it. My depression is kicking my butt lately.  I do not know why.  I am taking my pills.  I am exercising.  I am being sociable with friends. I really hate to talk about these things.  For one reason, my mother reads this blog and I do not want her to worry.  I share it for two reasons:  one, it is my feeble excuse for doing a perhaps a dull, boring Throwback Thursday post (it can’t be a lame excuse, because it is not Friday).  Also, perhaps somebody else suffers from depression and they can feel they are not alone.

Why not make it a stinky post as well?

Ah yes, the Mohawk Valley Garlic and Herb Festival is this Saturday.  I do love garlic.  Perhaps I could cheer myself up by attending one of Little Falls’ premiere yearly events.  Little Falls, of course, has many marvelous events during the year, and Mohawk Valley Girl attends many of them.  This picture was taken in 2017.

A different memory entirely.

Ah, but who will I go to the Garlic Festival with?  I had an invitation from my sister Cheryl some weeks ago, but I do not know if she is still going.  Two of my Elks friends may go, so I could tag along with them.  The above picture, taken in Newport in 2019, is of course my two erstwhile adventure companions, Kim and Steve, one moved away, one sadly passed away.  This could be the root of my depression, but one must carry on.

My state of mind.

I close with a picture from September 2020, when things were a screwy for all of us.  I am, of course, ready for spooky season.

In my opening paragraph I mentioned a few of the things I am doing.  One thing I am NOT doing is giving up.  I feel depressed, but I will not merely sit home and feel that way.  I will get up and do something, or I will go outside and do something.  Then tomorrow perhaps I will write a blog post about it.

 

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Is It Spooky Season Yet?

Posted on September 4, 2026 by mohawkvalleygirl

I have been making a few late blog posts lately (see what I did there?), and I am doing it again with a Throwback Thursday made early-ish Friday morning.  My early gets later and later as I go, because I find I love staying in bed.  If I wanted to be really productive, I would get up at 2 or 3 a.m., when I am wide awake, but I say, “No, no, I want another REM cycle!” and do relaxations techniques or count sheep till I sleep again.  Then at five or six,  I want to stay asleep till seven or eight.  Judge me if you are so inclined.

I wonder where I put this little cutie.

I delved in my Media Library back to September 2017 and saw several spooky illustrations.  For me and my late, beloved husband Steven, spooky season began after Labor Day, or on years with a late Labor Day like this one, Sept. 1.  Actually, Halloween for us was less of a season than a lifestyle.  I’m sure real goth and horror buffs would laugh at our idea of the macabre, because we loved cheesy horror movies, not gory slasher flicks, and we had no problem with the cutest of Halloween decorations.

Well, maybe one gory slasher flick.

Then again, we loved Carrie, which you could hardly call cheesy.  Actually, I found Carrie more sad than scary.  She was so happy on prom night!  And everybody was NOT laughing at her, just a few of the mean kids.  The thing I found least believable about Carrie was that there was not one misfit kid in that school to befriend her.  I was a misfit kid in junior high, and I had friends.   We weirdos tend to stick together.  Was her school so small she was the only one?  But I had to suspend my disbelief for dramatic purposes.  And I agree with my husband that the gym teacher did not deserve what she got.

OK, here’s a silly one, not particularly spooky.

I add this one merely to honor the recently passed Tim Curry.  My family has spent many hours happily entertained playing the game Clue.  The movie certainly has a stellar cast.

I see I am over 350 words.  Score!  I guess I had better get to work cleaning my house, so I can start decorating for this year’s spooky season.

 

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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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I Am Up-LiFTed by ThrowBack Thursday

Posted on August 7, 2026 by mohawkvalleygirl

Throwback Thursday follows Waste Not Want Not Wednesday, and that is the way it is sometimes.  I did mean to have some Mohawk Valley Adventures, and I kind of did.  But now I have a headache.  I got it in the middle of last night, and every time I think something I do has helped, the relief is short-lived.  But do not allow me to piss and moan about my aches and pains, let me make with the memories, and if you have heard them before, bear with me, I beg you.

Look how colorful!

I go back to August of 2017, and one of my favorite theatre memories, The Tempest with LiFT, Little Falls Theatre Company.  Here we are performing at the Utica Zoo.  I am the one in the yellow tights.  This is one of my favorite roles as well as one of my favorite costumes.  The hat, cape, collar, and sword were loaned to me by Matt Powers, the director, but the rest was all me and thrift stores.  The shirt was purchased in Georgia years ago, for my late, dearly missed husband Steve to wear as a pirate.  The vest, shorts, and pantyhose were purchased locally.  I threaded elastic through the hem of the shorts to make them pumpkin pants.  The shoes were given to me.  Perhaps I am overly proud of myself, but I have to take my self-esteem where I find it.

She was and still is lovely!

Sticking with August and LiFT, this is 2018, when we participated in the parade associated with Canal Days.  I  believe Canal Days are going on even as I blog, but I have a few other things on my plate currently.

We were an eclectic bunch.

I think one more shot from that parade will be acceptable.  Since I got so wordy about my costume, I am now over 300 words.  I think that’s dandy for a Throwback Thursday. I hope to have some more Mohawk Valley Adventures, so I have something new to throw back to in the future.

 

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First World Problems on Wayback Wednesday

Posted on June 25, 2026 by mohawkvalleygirl

I got out of the house and ran some errands today but, alas, did not take any pictures.  In my defense, my errands were not that exciting in nature.  Also, gimping around on crutches with a bag that may come crashing off my shoulder at any minute is not especially conducive to photographic activities. On the brighter side, I am filled with gratitude and good feelings about humanity.  People at every stop went out of their way to hold doors open for me and had no problems waiting for me while I fumbled with said bag, looking for cash, ID, or whatever.  My only problem now is what to blog about.  I suppose that comes under the heading First World Problems.

Look how cute he is!

I go for a Wayback Wednesday post with a picture from 2017.  This is my late, dearly missed husband Steven outside the library in Arlington, VT.  We were on a visit to his family and were leaching on the library’s WiFi, a most convenient thing to do when one has a laptop, as opposed to the dining-room-table-top it eventually became (oh, here is a handy thing: my Chromebook automatically put in the hyphens which I meant to add after typing in the words with no spaces.  Sometimes technology works in my favor!).

I must do some deck-sitting again.

Here is a shot from 2020,  You can see Steve’s leg on the left.  The sandals I am wearing have sadly broken, and my deck is far from sitting-ready.  That is something I must work on.  However, my leg seems to be tolerating more movement lately, so perhaps I will attempt some chores around the house (preview of coming attractions).  Will chores be blog-worthy?  We shall see.  As always, I hope you will stay tuned.

 

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Monsters and Memories

Posted on June 23, 2026 by mohawkvalleygirl

Hello and welcome to another Monstrous Monday blog post.  My Monday became rather monstrous this afternoon for reasons it is too tiresome to reiterate. Suffice it to say, I will be largely immobile for the foreseeable future.  But never mind.  Monday is a day for monsters, and I will indulge in monsters.

Well, here is a cheery skeleton.

These are our skeletons Bonita and Bonaparte.  Bonita is wearing a summer outfit which my late, dearly missed husband Steve put together for her.  It is his shirt and my headband.  He purposely left the tag of the headband showing, because he was going for a Minnie Pearl look.  Minnie Pearl, in case you do not know (she was before some people’s times) always wore a hat with the price tag conspicuously dangling. She was on HeeHaw, a show which was also before some of your times.

Another bony friend.

And while we are on monsters around the house, here is a delightful fellow who used to lounge around at our friends Phyllis and Jim’s house.  Phyllis sadly passed away in 2021.

He was not a monster.

Now that I am feeling melancholy, I do not feel like looking for another monster.  I will instead share a picture of Steven doing one of the things he liked to do best: dancing.  We were dancing to our favorite band, The Posers.  I must see when they are playing again.  Some good music would undoubtedly cheer me up, even if I couldn’t dance.

 

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Too Lame to Perambulate

Posted on June 20, 2026 by mohawkvalleygirl

Hello and welcome to another Lame Post Friday blog post.  I am still posting from my living room couch, gimping around my house on crutches for my basic needs.  Of course I count my blessings, because I AM able to gimp around on crutches, at least for short periods of time.  And there is still food in my house.  I can’t say I have it goin’ on, but at least I will survive till such time as I do.

Enough of my foolish situation.  On with the blog post.

Where is Juan Valdez?

I share a picture in hopes of pepping up the post.  This is a neighbor’s lawn decorations which I saw on one of my Pedestrian Post with Pictures.  When I was still a pedestrian and not a gimp (you see I can’t help but hark back to my petty problems).  When I am once again able to perambulate, how happy I will be.  “Perambulate” is a word my late husband Steve and I used to use when we had a dog, because dogs quickly learn the word “walk.”  They also learn the phrase, “go for a,” so I would say, “Shall we indulge in a perambulation?”

“Did she say perambulation?”

Here is our second dear little doggy, Spunky.  I miss having a dog, although with my current state of immobility, I suppose it is a good thing I do not have one.

Only I’m not wearing leggings or fuzzy socks.

I end with a picture which is close to my current view, although I am trying not to cross my legs much, to facilitate blood flow and such-like.  This is actually from last December, when I was showing off my new slippers, which my parents gifted me.  I hope to leave my couch and my house soon.  Will I be Mohawk Valley Adventure-bound?  A little uncertainty adds interest to my weekend.

 

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I Hope this Blog Post Isn’t a Drag

Posted on June 18, 2026 by mohawkvalleygirl

I looked through my phone in hopes of having a Waste Not Want Not Wednesday, but I guess I am wanting not, because I only found one picture.  However, it is an excellent picture to share during Pride Month, so here it is.

I was getting Divine vibes.

During the Herkimer’s Sprig Shop Crawl back in April, there was a vendor and craft sale at Herkimer College, sponsored by hosted by HOPE,  an organization aiming to create safe spaces, increase visibility for LGBTQ+, and provide community resources.  I was tired by the point in my crawl, so I did not look at all the vendors, but I did ask for a picture with this beautiful Queen.  She was very gracious about it, and another woman nicely offered to take the picture so I could be in it.

When I tried to be a drag queen.

Back in 2019 I wrote a murder mystery about a group of Drag Queens (one of us killed Princess Dragomiroff).  Even though Drag Queens are traditionally male, my friend Kim and I had to participate.  Much later I heard that Drag is for everyone, so I feel encouraged. I would like to find out some more about Drag culture. To Wong Foo, Thanks for Everything, Julie Newmar is one of my favorite movies.

We were a handsome couple

I can’t resist sharing another picture of my late, dearly loved husband, Steve.  In drag or regular clothes, he was a delightful man.

So here is another blog post from the couch.  I do not know if I can come up with enough memories to keep making posts till I am mobile again, but I intend to give it a try.

 

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Murals and Selfies, It’s Waste Not Want Not Wednesday

Posted on May 20, 2026 by mohawkvalleygirl

I planned last week to make a Waste Not Want Not Wednesday post when I came out of New 2 You Consignments in Ilion, NY and saw the mural painted on a wall opposite.

So artistic!

I believe they have had community events in that space.  I will have to watch when they will have more.  It will make for a good blog post.  Having taken one good picture, I had to look out for more.  That was where I didn’t get so lucky.  Then I had an opportunity to wear one of the new earrings I got at The Mustard Seed in Little Falls. Perhaps you read my blog post about them.  As regular readers may recall, I like to wear three different earrings.  It is a thing with me.

I can’t pretend I take a good selfie, but I do my best with what nature gave me.

Yesterday was the vote for the school board budget.  It is one’s civic duty to vote.  We do not hear much about duty these days, but it used to be a big deal. In the Agatha Christie books I delight in reading, the characters can usually get each other to do things by telling them it is their duty.  So I told myself it was my duty and went to the Junior/Senior High School, where voting took place.  A nice police officer opened the door for me.  I laughed, because there was a Visitor’s Door and a Student’s Door both opening into the same hallway.

“The teachers want us to vote yes, right?”  I asked a teacher-looking person as I walked into a library.  He assured me they did, and I said I would do what the teachers wanted.

“Unlike what you did in elementary school,” he speculated.

On the other side, I was wearing the butterfly earring again.

I took a selfie with my I Voted sticker.  Steve and I used to take an ussie with our stickers, so I thought I would continue the tradition.  I also continued the tradition of putting the sticker in the TV Journal.  Of course the selfie isn’t as fun as the ussie, but one does what one can.

See? Much more fun with two!

This is from November 2018.  Steven and I did have fun.

 

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