I meant to make my Thursday blog post on Thursday. In fact, I went out in hopes of finding something to blog about. It did not work out so well. You see, I had this weird headache and I could not seem to quite do anything. Don’t tell my mother; I don’t want her to worry. Oh dear, she might read this post. Never mind; I’ll think of something good to tell her.
Anyways, the headache was as much light-headedness as pain, and it kind of came and went, so during one of the times it went, I ventured out of the house. I had an idea to check out a new store in Ilion, BB Music Center at 141 Central Ave., then have lunch at the new Jessie’s Grill at 200 Otsego St. (that cool wedge-shaped building). Unfortunately I found out Jessie’s was not to open till later, so I decided to go to Little Falls.
I hadn’t been here in a while.
I had not realized how cold it was till I walked from my car to the Little falls Antique Center at Canal Place. It was nice to look at all the beautiful wares again. Ooh I was loving the vintage jazz they were playing! But these were not the Christmas presents I was thinking of purchasing for my loved ones. Still, I know some of my siblings would love to accompany me there for another shopping trip one day. I thought it might be a good idea to have lunch before going on. For one reason, my headache was starting to come back.
Unfortunately I could not make up my mind to go into any of the eateries at Canal Place. Perhaps I could find something on Main Street that would work. Accordingly, I drove there and parked. Ooh, there was Chickweed Boutique. I love that place. But… food. I locked my car and started down the street. I had parked close to one end of Main so I had a good ways to walk, and a few good eating places to walk by and choose from.
The wind had died down a little, so with my shawl, hat and gloves, I was not too cold at all. It felt good to walk. I walked by several places and ended up turning right and continuing to walk up a hill. My headache was feeling much better. There are not enough hills to walk up in Herkimer. I was enjoying this. I walked up the hill till there was no outlet then turned around and walked back to Main Street.
I decided to walk back up to my car and go home. I had not consulted my watch when I parked, but I thought I had been walking for at least 20 minutes. As I turned up Main Street, I wondered what if I ran into somebody I knew and they asked what I was doing. I would have to say something like, “Well I don’t really know,” or, “It’s kind of hard to explain.” I am a little sorry I did not run into anybody.
The beauty part was I noticed CVS Pharmacy before I got to my car and remembered I needed some supplements I have been taking for my migraines. Alas that I forgot I also meant to purchase some hair gel. I did amuse myself at CVS. While waiting at the Pharmacy to pay for the B2 (I do not know why that should be a controlled substance) I saw myself on a television overhead, and it kept saying “recording.” It made me nervous, but I reminded myself I was not buying poison. It took a few minutes as the clerk needed to look up the price, so I thought to turn the image of me to good use by adjusting my headband. When the clerk returned to complete the transaction, I told her the recording could be my alibi if I was accused of murder. Do you suppose I watch too much Dateline?
I was a little annoyed with myself for not paying for the magnesium (oh dear is it a HIPAA violation that I told you both supplements I am on?) at the same time as the riboflavin (that’s another word for B2) when I couldn’t find anything else to buy (remember, I forgot about needing the hair gel). Then I had a pleasant conversation with a man waiting to pay and with the clerk, so I felt happy about that.
Holy crap, I have blathered on for over 750 words about what was, so I thought, a rather uneventful interlude. If anybody has read till the end, thank you! I hope you had a lovely Thursday and have a wonderful Friday.
Mohawk Valley Girl 