That is silly headline, but since this is Lame Post Friday, I do not apologize. I have been scurrying around since I left work as if I thought I was going to get something done. Ha! How long have I known me? But at least I can cross Make Blog Post off my list (full disclosure: it is only a mental list today) before going back to enjoying my Friday.
Immediately after leaving work, I went to the Salvation Army Thrift Store (known as Salvation Armani to some) in Ilion, NY. I was seeking a costume for the 1920s murder mystery LiFT Theatre Company is doing at the Overlook Mansion in Little Falls in February (I keep promising more on that later; maybe tomorrow I’ll finally write that one). I thought I could find a prom or bridesmaid’s gown that would work. I thought drop-waist, light material, maybe a little lace, at least knee length. Some ’20s costumes are short, of course, by my character is an older, glamorous, rich lady. Well, she thinks she’s glamorous. Actually she’s kind of a lush, but I digress.
I went through two racks of all kinds of dresses. I found one that was ridiculously close to perfect, although it was black instead of red (my character’s name is Ruby). Also, it was a size zero. Now, you may not believe this, but I did have a 25 inch waist roughly a hundred years ago. However, I have never, ever, for one moment ever in my life, been a size zero. I kept looking.
The stop at the Thrift Store was not a total loss. I found four books, two of which are the old, pulp fiction paperbacks I collect. No, I did not think I was going to find a dress in with the books. Did you think I was not going to look at the books? How long have you known me? Oh well, I guess some of you may not have known me that long. I like to look at the books.
After buying the books, I went to New 2 You Consignments in Central Plaza. They have a lot of prom dresses! I tried on one that might kind of sort of work. I don’t know.
Then I felt discouraged and went home. I chatted on Facebook with a friend who had talked about coming over for drinks and snacks tonight. I realized I’d better run to the store and get some food. I went to Hannaford. I am so indecisive. It took me a while, but I got home with some stuff. I started mixing dip and chopping vegetables, occasionally running to the computer to check if my friend was in town and on her way over. As it turned out, once she got home, she felt tired and cold and wanted to stay there. I surely could not blame her for that. For one reason, I don’t want her getting sick. She is in both Steel Magnolias and the murder mystery.
I finished my chopping and mixing, because Steven and I still have to eat. It was almost time for him to get home. I poured myself a glass of wine and sat down to make my blog post. Which was, you know, this.
Incidentally, Steven got home about three paragraphs ago. I started typing faster, pausing as he started to tell me about his day. But now I think I have typed enough to hit publish. I need to eat some of the food I indecisively bought and hurriedly chopped up and/or mixed. Happy Friday, everyone.
Mohawk Valley Girl 