I was hoping for a Wayback Wednesday Post but am not sure if I can find and share appropriate pictures. We shall see.
Cheers!
I found this in my Media Library. It is my friend Phyllis and me at Gerber’s 1933 Tavern in Utica, NY. This was taken in July 2017. The last time I drove through Utica, the Tavern was closed and inaccessible due to all the construction. However a quick check of Facebook just now tells me they will re-open soon. Yes! I love that place!
Jail bird!
When I typed in about Gerber’s just now, I first called it the 1834 Tavern. What was I thinking? Obviously I was flashing on the famous 1834 Jail on Herkimer’s Historic Four Corners. The above picture is my husband Steve, taken on a long ago walk. I would like to take walks with my husband again sometime. For one reason, it would make a good blog post.
More good cheer!
Harking back to wine with friends (Wednesday Winesday?), here are my friend Tracy and I at the Waterfront Grille in Herkimer, NY. I know they are currently open. I can pop in there while I wait for Gerber’s to open. I just need to grab a friend!
OK, It’s a late Saturday Post (Saturday Evening Post?). I guess it’s a weekend thing. Judge me if you are so inclined.
Our luncheon with friends didn’t happen, but Kim came over and we had pizza and a few laughs. I was in sweats by then but feeling bad about not getting dressed up with fancy hats. So we improvised.
Every day is Halloween!
This was the first time I wore my spider fascinator, which I picked up at a garage sale to benefit H.A.L.O., the local cat rescue organization (just to give them another plug).
And a bottle of rum?
The the pirate hat was purchased for a Halloween costume in Georgia, back in the early 00’s. Waste not, want not, I always say.
As a Facebook friend said, “And we have a winner!”
I acquired this hat more recently at a church rummage sale. An elderly man working at it kept modeling the hats to entice me to buy them. It worked. I think this looks like one worn by the character Ilsa Lunt in Casablanca. Ingrid Bergman has got nothing on Steve!
As always, when I see striking hats, I remember the Roger Miller song, “Hey, kid, where’d you get the lid? Where’s you get a hat like that?” I just loves me some Roger Miller.
I guess I fell asleep without making my Saturday blog post. These things happen. Why is it that one can snooze on the couch while the television continues to play something one was totally interested in, no problem, then when one goes upstairs to a comfortable bed in a darkened bedroom, one remains wide awake?
It’s not that I am one of those people who need noise to sleep. Steven used to like to sleep with the radio on. I made him use the Sleep function, which made it play for an hour then shut off. As for having a television in the bedroom, forget it!
So I don’t know what my problem is, but here I am at one in the morning, wide awake. Usually, I do not get out of bed. Normally I stay in bed, doing relaxation techniques which I make up for myself, until eventually I sleep again.
This time, I could hear that Steven had gotten back up and was watching a movie. He has insomnia, too, but is not the longtime sufferer that I am. I have always had insomnia. I should be used to it by now. But I decided to get back up and make my neglected blog post.
Who knew I was going to spend 200 words griping about my insomnia? Oh, you probably knew (you know who you are). But so I have. Good night again.
Here I am, having a true Wuss-out Wednesday. I had thought I might go for a run or walk after work, either of which might have been good to write about. But I wussed out. I almost wussed out of making a blog post at all, but here I am, pecking away at the Tablet (as opposed to the ten-fingered typing I enjoyed this morning).
Here’s a day I didn’t wuss out!
I searched my husband Steven’s Facebook page for a picture to make this a Way Back Wednesday Post instead. Additionally, I thought I might find one with green, in honor of St. Patrick’s Day. This was an article I wrote about The Miner’s Table in Herkimer for Mohawk Valley Living magazine. I finished and emailed an article to them last night (one reason I was so tired I made my Tuesday post this morning).
A handsome couple, or do I flatter us?
Here is another photo courtesy Steven, also with a little green. This is us in May 2012, after a performance of Dirty Work at the Crossroads, a play Steven directed at Ilion Little Theatre. I played a small but pivotal role.
I guess this isn’t too bad of a blog post for Wuss-Out Wednesday. I started out pretty whiny, but I feel I recovered somewhat. And I shared a couple of pictures. I’m going to call it a win. Happy Wednesday, everyone!
How about a Theatre Throwback Thursday Post? For one reason, I miss theatre! Of course, I would probably feel too tired to go to rehearsal these days. And who knows how good my brain would be about learning lines. Then there are the myriad problems inherent in putting together a show…
I DON’T CARE!!!
I want to be on stage again. And I want to go to rehearsal with fun people and build characters, establish relationships and backstory, come up with great bits… The whole process, problems and all. I hope to have it back one day.
In the meantime, I will share a few theatre memories and call it a blog post.
A dramatic moment.
Quite regal, no?
“I don’t always do Shakespeare, but when I do, I wear pumpkin pants.”
The above are from LiFT, Little Falls Theatre Company’s production of The Tempest in 2017.
Our big scene.
The above is from Ilion Little Theatre’s production of Harvey in 2012. It is my husband, Steve, as Dr. Chummy, and me as Veda.
Here’s a suspicious bunch!
Back to LiFT with Rubbed Out at Ruby’s, an interactive murder mystery written by me and beautifully brought to life by a great group of actors.
I could go on and on, but I see I have met my self-imposed goal of 200 words. I know I have shared these memories before. No doubt I will share them again. I hope before too long I have a chance to make some new ones.
I realized last night after I hit Publish that I had referred to the last two posts as Tired Tuesday Posts. I admit I had two tired posts, but I have had, in fact, only one Tuesday this week. I damn well did have a Monday (yes, autocorrect, I meant “damn well,” not “can well”) (Sheesh!). And it was not a Monstrous Monday Post. Therefore, I will feel free to have a Mid-Week Monsters Post. I could use a little monster.
“Who are you calling a monster?”
I open with my beloved Nosteratu. I may watch that movie one day soon. It has been too snowy and icy for me to run lately. I like to watch a silent movie while I run in place on the mini-tramp.
I could use one of these!
Here’s a good picture for today! The whole week, in fact. It is The Brain from Planet Arous. Regular readers may remember that this is the picture I like to share when I feel I have no brain of my own.
Isn’t he sweet?
I close with a nice dose of cuteness. My husband Steve gave me the adorable skeleton and rubber duckies separately. The mug was a present supplied by Herkimer County Historical Society. They had made one to join the WKTV Mug Club to advertise our murder mystery, Fabulous and Fatal. Steven asked them to make another one for me.
I guess this post has been a little random, as my posts tend to get sometimes. But I feel pleased with myself as long as I am writing something. Thank you for tuning in.
I do not know why this stupid Block Editor will not center my caption. It is very annoying, and detrimental to my self esteem to reflect that I cannot figure these things out. Additionally, I am REALLY ready to return to ten fingered typing.
And now I am. I moved to my seldom-used laptop, carefully poised on my dining room table. It must, it must continue to work while I am on unemployment, because my login and password are saved to the site where I put in for my weekly benefits. Of course there are workarounds if I lose them or the laptop dies, but I am so unmotivated to follow them. Enough of my computer woes. I was about to make a Throwback Thursday Post, hence, a picture from December 2016. The leggings are still intact, but I have completely worn out the awesome slippers.
It is a tradition for Steven to get me slippers for Christmas. I always need them, and he picks such good ones. It is hardly a throwback to show the ones he got me last year.
Recently seen in this space; recently heard in my house.
Incidentally, once on the laptop I switched to Classic Editor, and fixed the first illustration and caption. Now my opening paragraph does not make any sense, but I will let it stand. It will make a kind of a Non-Sequitur Thursday out of it. In fact, today is kind of a non-sequitur for me, because I was thinking, “Ooh, a Throwback Thursday would be nice, but maybe I can have a Way Back Wednesday.” Then I said, “Idiot, it IS Thursday!” I should stop calling myself an idiot. It is not very nice of me.
You see, it isn’t nice to call people idiots.
Now we’re really mixing things up: Friday? Tuesday? I don’t know what day it is! And this post is getting sillier and sillier. But why not? There are worse things to be.
Speaking of silly…
Here is one more Throwback picture, the Reindeer Run 5K in Little Falls, NY, from December 2017. I am the silly one in the middle. The Moose made a reappearance at the Turkey Trot 5K recently. I fear there will be no Reindeer Run this year. Perhaps I could do my own personal run. I have a reindeer poncho, and I can use Map My Run on my phone to make sure I go for 5K. I’ll be sure to make a blog post about it, with selfies.
In the meantime, I see I am over 400 words. That is a lot for a foolish post. No matter. I shall hit Publish and look forward to Lame Post Friday. As always, I hope you’ll stay tuned.
I have a couple new pictures for this week’s Monstrous Monday post, if I downloaded them properly and can get them uploaded here properly. Regular readers know I am technologically challenged.
He looks sad, and I don’t blame him.
My sister Vicki tagged me in a comment for this one. I’ve never seen it before. I’m not even sure which movie it is from, but one of the older ones. My favorites are the old ones.
They’re not monsters, but they play them in the movies.
Vicki also recommended this one of four horror icons. I’ve seen it before but never saved it. Now I have. The movies made by these gentlemen are old movies now, but not as old as the first picture. I’m old enough that I remember when some of those movies were new.
Oops! He’s no monster!
As I was scrolling through my Media Library looking for one more monster picture, I accidentally selected this one. It is, of course, no monster but my sweet husband Steven. This was taken at a rehearsal for a murder mystery, so he may have been a murderer. I say close enough. Additionally, I mentioned Steven in yesterday’s post but did not include a picture.
I do enjoy my Monstrous Mondays, even when they are a little short, as with today’s. I hope my readers enjoy them as well.
I thought of that title before I had much idea of what to say. Full disclosure: I still don’t have much idea of what to say. However, I have two pictures in mind, so I do not despair of coming up with some semblance of a blog post. In my favor, it is Wrist to Forehead Sunday, one of my largely off the hook days.
Relaxing my tootsies.
Steven surprised me with these slippers last December. I was delighted with them and determined to only wear them for the Christmas season. For us, this often starts the day after Halloween. This benighted year, however, it had to wait till Steven came home (did I write a post about him being away? If so, I ought to have written another about his homecoming. Oh dear).
Be all that as it may, I put on my jingly footwear last night and posted a very popular picture of them on Facebook. I am wearing them again today. It is a pleasure to walk around the house.
One of my new favorite guys.
We watched a DVR’d episode of Svengoolie. I only recently discovered Svengoolie. Oh what I have been missing!
Speaking of missing things, I just checked and found that I did make a blog post about Steven being from home. Well, he returned home Friday. That is not so long ago that I have been horribly remiss in not mentioning it. Full disclosure: the original title of this post was “Slippers and Svengoolie Sunday.” I added Steven later. I might worry that he would be miffed by such a thing, but I don’t think he reads my blog any more.
In the meantime, I am approaching 300 words. Not bad for Wrist to Forehead Sunday.
Since I always categorize this blog as Personal, I am going to make a purely personal post. Regular readers know I am very happily married to a lovely man named Steven. Well, Steven is not in the best of health. Last month, he went into the hospital and he is now in a nursing home, hopefully for only a short stay.
I will not go into details about what is going on, because, in addition to HIPAA considerations, I have always said that explanations are tiresome. Suffice it to say, I hope he is finally getting the help he has needed for a while.
I kept all this secret, even from my nearest and dearest until last week. Finally I told my parents, then made a Facebook post spreading the news far and wide. How’s that for all or nothing thinking? Either I don’t tell anybody or I tell EVERYBODY!
Obviously this is a stressful time, especially for someone who suffers from depression, as I do. The worst thing is spending all this time home without my hubby. What a waste of being unemployed! I can only hope I find a job soon, so I can take my mind off my troubles.
Of course things could be worse, and I must count my blessings. I saw a news story about a man who has not seen his wife since March. He was going to go up in a bucket truck for a window visit and hoped she would be having a good day. God bless him! What the hell am I complaining about?
So I must try to keep myself occupied, hopefully with things I can write interesting blog posts about. Thank you for tuning in, and I hope to see you again tomorrow.
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