I had hopes of making my Lame Post Friday post ON Friday, but alas, they came to naught. It is not so early Saturday morning (for me), and I am on my second cup of coffee as I contemplate a rather bold statement I have been making recently. I said if it snowed again, I would NOT shovel. I would wait it out. I look out the window and see that Mother Nature has called my bluff. Oh well, I had planned to have a Stay at Home Saturday. I do not rule out clearing part of my porch and a path to the road, so the mailman can deliver and so I can get a walk in. That is for the other side of coffee and breakfast.
I don’t think it is this bad.
This is a picture from March 2017. I had a husband to help me shovel in those days. These things are so much better when you do them together.
This picture brings up a topic suitable for Lame Post Friday: pictures of snow. Some people on Facebook snark, “We all know what snow looks like! You don’t have to show pictures every time it snows!” I say, “Why the hell not?” I like to share the everyday lives of my friends. I don’t mind pictures of food; I like pictures of sandaled feet with a beer nearby (although I admit to being jealous of those shots sometimes); I especially like pictures of people’s pets, even if they are not doing anything particularly noteworthy at the time.
Substitute glass of wine for beer.
That reminds me, I need to get a pedicure soon. Perhaps a call to Hot Spot Salon and Spa is in order (just to give a quick shout-out to a local business) I feel certain sandal weather will soon arrive, and I do so enjoy seeing a little color on my toes.
I see I am over 300 words. Score! I do not expect any real Mohawk Valley Adventures this weekend, although I still have a few past ones I have not written about yet. That is for the future. A Saturday post on Saturday? Time will tell. I always say, Time is certainly a blabbermouth. But as my sister Diane says, “Time is relative. Not our relative.”
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