You know, Scattered Saturday is kind of a relief. All I have to do is briefly recount what I have been doing all day. That seems to be all I am up to today. Oh, don’t sit there and tell me I’m whining; if you don’t like it then just don’t read it! Sheesh!
Opening night of Lunch Hour at Ilion Little Theatre was wonderful. The actors were great, the audience was pleased. A few of us had a very enjoyable time going out for drinks afterwards. We got to bed after midnight, which is quite rare for me, then slept in till after seven, also unusual. Please note: I had one glass of cabernet sauvignon. Oh, and a sip of a friend’s bourbon, because I couldn’t remember what bourbon tastes like.
This morning Steven and I had a yummy breakfast at Crazy Otto’s Empire Diner in Herkimer, NY. A bacon, avocado and cheese omelet for me; French toast, fried eggs and bacon for Steven. Mine came with home fries and sourdough toast. I shared the toast with Steven.
After food we went across the street to Collis Hardware and bought some heavy duty cleaning supplies: rubber gloves, a tough broom, an industrial mop and a bucket with a wringer attached. We had a rather nasty basement to clean. That was our main accomplishment for the day.
I felt pretty crappy after spending some time in the basement rather ineffectually scrubbing (really, I did my best). Our basement is as damp as any. I’m sure there is mold and mildew. My sinuses did not thank me. When mopping was the last thing to do, Steven heroically volunteered to do that while I went upstairs and laid down.
I slept for almost three hours. Considering I have been getting to bed late and getting up at 3:30 every morning this week, I daresay I needed it. I was not exactly a new woman when I got up, but I felt at least marginally improved.
Earlier in the week, Steven had noticed a Chinese auction at Mohawk Antiques mall to benefit the veterans. We LOVE Chinese auctions, and who wouldn’t want to benefit the veterans? I had not realized it was for Sitrin’s Rehabilitation, a most excellent program which I wholeheartedly support. We put in for many prizes, and I noticed nobody had donated an afghan.
“I should have donated an afghan,” I said. “Had I but known!”
“We put this together in three weeks,” a lady said. “You wouldn’t have had time to make an afghan.”
I told her I try to always keep a few around, for just such a purpose. I gave them my name and number, so they can contact me if they do this again.
After browsing the antiques while we were there, I started to feel a little ill and tired, so we went home. I did no feel like cooking anything, so Steven nicely dialed up dinner, ordering a delicious roast beef sub from Carney’s Corners.
And that brings us up to the present time. I have another show of Lunch Hour tonight. If I catch a second wind and others are into it, I may go out again. Surely one more glass of cabernet sauvignon wouldn’t hurt.
Mohawk Valley Girl 