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They Say I Get Around

I felt certain I could make at least a Wrist to Forehead Sunday post yesterday, but it was not to be.  Now I am sitting, not as early on a Monday as I had envisioned (judge me if you are so inclined) wondering if I can make some sort of a post.  I have been a few places recently, so perhaps a couple of shout-outs are in order.  Media Library, don’t fail me now!

I’ll get the carrot cake next time!

Last Thursday some of  my Elks friends and I went to Saturday Spreads in Frankfort, NY for breakfast.  After arguing with myself that carrot cake is a perfectly respectable breakfast, I ordered an everything bagel with garden toppings: cream cheese, tomato, cucumbers, and capers.  YUM!

Yes, I have been at the pub. Judge me if you are so inclined.

I stopped in for a glass of wine and some conversation at The End Zone in Herkimer, NY.  There are a number of regulars there I enjoy talking to, and it is easy walking distance from my house.  Additionally, it is near the post office, so if I go to drop off a letter or post card, it feels sociable to drop in.

A little Monstrous Monday creeps in!

This is a shot from Ilion Free Public Library, where I stopped last Tuesday for a picture for my story for the Daily Sentinel.  This is their book return.  I need to return to the library today, at least some library and print out a few things.  I do enjoy a library!

I see I am over 250 words.  I call that good for a Late Wrist to Forehead Sunday post.  I will continue to get around, as the saying goes, and hope for good blog posts as the week wears on.

 

A Little Halloween Fun

Yesterday (Saturday, Oct. 31) I went to the Trunk or Treat at Meyers Park in Herkimer, NY, ostensibly to help with the two tables staffed by my Elks friends.  I do not know how much help I was, but I took a couple pictures.

Look how cute they are!

Nobody got a picture of me, but that is really OK.  My costume wasn’t such a much.

I mostly helped Liz.

Liz does a lot for drug awareness.  She made sure every child got a coloring book on the subject.  I handed out the candy.  I confess to eating a little myself.  I had to make sure it wasn’t poisoned, didn’t I?

I guess that picture didn’t turn out as well as I had hoped.

Before things got started, I walked around looking at other tables but didn’t take a lot of pictures.  Some people were just barely setting up at the time.

I tried to zoom in across the park for that shot.

There was a costume parade that ended at the park.  It was flanked by a firetruck and police car with lights and sirens going.  It was a little loud for me, and any dogs that happened to be nearby.

I did not count the number of kids and families that enjoyed the event, but there were a lot.  Now I feel quite finished with Halloween, although I do not rule out looking for a horror movie to view this afternoon.  Maybe a cheesy one I can write a blog post about.

 

The Lame Day of October!

Once again, I am posting Late and Lame, as I sit here not even that early (for me) on a Saturday morning with no Lame Post Friday blog post in mind.  I may be coming down with a cold, or my allergies may be particularly bad.  Who can tell?  Never mind my petty problems; on with the blog post!

Even Christmas dresses up for Halloween at my house!

I am actually not sure where this shirt is now, but it has worn away to the point where I dare not wear it myself.  This is a picture from some years ago.  Santa Claus currently has a scarf with silver skulls covering his Christmasy appearance.  Regular readers know I have sadly fallen down on my Halloween duties this year.  I went to a party yesterday at a friend’s house and had a lovely time.  I may put together another costume to participate in a Trunk or Treat down at Meyer’s Park later today.  No promises.  For one reason, if this is a cold and not just allergies, I had best keep it to myself.

He looks cheerful enough.

I don’t know where this vampire is, either, but isn’t he cute?  I am sure he is packed away somewhere and will make another appearance at a future October.  In the meantime, I am pretty much ready to get on to Thanksgiving and Christmas.  I will probably prepare for these holidays by taking a nap.

 

I’m Just a Little Mixed Up

I can’t quite decide if this is a Monday post or a late Sunday post.  I think I will go with late Sunday, because I do not have a real post in mind.  For one reason, my phone with the pictures in it is across the room, and you know how far away that can be sometimes (at least, some people are now rolling their eyes and huffing in scorn, but I know others are nodding their heads wisely in sympathy).  The phone is charging, and it really needs it.  When I returned from my far away adventures, I left my charging cords in the car.  Only I didn’t know it and wasted an inordinate amount of time searching again and again in the bags I had brought in.

“I know I brought the cords!  I REMEMBER putting them in a bag,” I wailed to myself.  And I just now realized I was spelling it “chords” like music.  In fact, it was music to my eyes when I found them (I know that is not really that expression, but I had to go with the play on words, you must see that I had to).

He’s saying, “Good grief, it’s almost Halloween!”

I throw in a picture to pep things up.  That vintage Santa Claus resides year round on the landing of my stairs.  Right now he has a Halloween scarf draped around him, after sporting my Kentucky Derby hat for a few months.  It reflects my mixed-up point of view, and life, that certain seasonal decorations adorn my house all year.

And I have babbled on for over 250 words.  Good enough for a placeholder post, I say.  Perhaps one more picture.

I put a spell on you!

The black and gold caftan is one of my go-to costumes.  Here I am being a silly wizard, but not for Halloween.  However, that is a story for a different blog post.

 

Oh Yeah! The Trolls!

I was looking at the Picture Gallery in my phone (gallery! like I’m some sort of artist!) and realized I never did a blog post about the Trolls!  I will quickly rectify the omission.  It must be quickly, because once again I have let time get away from me, and I have to be at Physical Therapy by two.  And I want to walk there.

“Relax! It’s only time!”

This mellow fellow reminds me to have a little perspective.  My sister Cheryl and I had a lovely time walking around The Wild Center in Tupper Lake, NY.  The map was very little help, but other people on the trails were able to direct us to trolls they had already found.  There were other attractions along the way.

Cheryl, showing off.

It looks a little as if she is being threatened by that giant spider, but she did not come to grief.  I, on the other hand, took one step onto that spider web and fell flat on my back in a most embarrassing fashion.  A kind gentleman tried to help me up, but I decided I had better just crawl to the edge.  There, a nice couple helped me stand.  I probably could have done it on my own, but I did not disdain the help.  My motto has always been, I get by with a little help from my friends.

Cheryl’s new friend.

There was quite a crowd there, but people were nice about waiting their turn to take pictures with the trolls.  There are a few shots of me with the guys, which I will no doubt share another day.

I didn’t get any of their names.

We took each other’s pictures in the nest, but I wanted to get a shot from the distance as well.

I see I am approaching 300 words, and time to leave for my appointment.  I just need to gulp down the rest of my afternoon coffee.  I am having a dreadful time getting things done, simply because I am not doing them.  Judge me if you are so inclined.  However, I have at least gotten a blog post done, and I thank you for tuning in.

 

I’ve a Feeling It’s Not Monday Anymore

I thought I was doing so good this morning.  I wrote my story about the special meeting of the Ilion Village Board for the Daily Sentinel.  I did some of the dishes (as the good Lincoln said, I can do some of the dishes some of the time, and all of the dishes some of the time, but I can’t do all of the dishes all of the time).  I looked for a picture to go with my story (unsuccessfully, but you can’t have everything).  I went to the Little Falls Y and swam.

It was not until nearly noon that I remembered:  I did not do my Monday blog post.  I did my Sunday blog post on Monday, and my Saturday blog post on Sunday.  Yes, it sounds weird to me even as I type it.  Quick, throw in a picture to pep things up.

Looking and feeling weird.

This picture was taken in October 2020.  I was doing a challenge of exercising for 34 minutes 34 days in a row to draw attention to diabetes, which at the time effected some 34 million Americans.  The idea was to post a selfie on Facebook with information about diabetes every day.  I usually included some Halloween things in the background.  I mostly ran but sometimes walked.

I look a little more cheerful in this one.

The bat’s name is Mookie Wilson, as was suggested by my sister Diane.  My late, dearly missed husband Steve won him in a claw machine, back when he was my boyfriend.  Mookie has hung from one lamp chord or another in apartments or houses ever since.

Crazy eyes, but they look really green, don’t they?

One more shot from that memorable month. I guess I can bill this as a Monstrous Memories Monday, even though it is almost noon on Tuesday.  I get my days mixed up anyways.  You’ll have that at my age.

 

Still Over 400 To Go!

During the Fall Fest Saturday at Bellamy Harbor Park in Rome, NY, I deserted my sister Diane’s booth a couple of times to take a walk along the path.  For one reason, we were in the shade where it was a little cool for me. A walk in the sun warmed me up.  For another reason, I needed the exercise.  To recap for those just tuning in, my sister is independent author Diane E. Young, and she was at the first annual Fall Fest to sell some of her books.  You can check them out at her website, authordevy.com.

A lovely view.

The first thing I noticed was a lovely older couple, walking slowly and enjoying the scenery and each other’s company.  Full disclosure: it was my parents, and I thank God every day that I still have them with me.  I caught up with them long enough to say hello but did not intrude upon their romantic walk.

A nice bridge.

I did not go very far after I crossed the bridge.  For one thing, my back was hurting me.  I probably should not have helped Diane move her table after all the books were on it, but we do not always think of these things at the time.

Ducks or geese? At least they were not in a row!

Naturally I took a picture of the birds on the water.  It was a nice walk, less than a mile, but I took another walk later, so I had a full mile towards my goal of 500.  I walked a little more on Sunday.  And so we reach our goals, a little at a time.

 

Fun at Fall Fest

AAAaaaand it’s back to late posts as I sit here after 8 a.m. on a Sunday morning making a post from Saturday.  In my defense, never mind my defense, explanations are tiresome.  But I pause to put on more hot water for another cup of tea (still have not replenished my supply of coffee, if you can believe such a thing).

Picture to denote passage of time while I put on tea water.

When in doubt, lead with a beautiful blond, that’s my motto.  In this case, it is my sister, noted author Diane E. Young.  This is her table at yesterday’s Fall Fest at Bellamy Harbor Park in Rome, NY.  Some 22 vendors gathered on a beautiful fall day.  Most of the vendors offered treats for kids that showed up in a variety of Halloween costumes, and a fun time was had by all.

The trees cooperated, too!

I walked around and looked at the various vendors.  I was especially taken with Yardzee at one of the wood-working tents: giant dice in a five gallon bucket for an outdoor version of the game.  I took a card.  Wait, I must find it and plug that business.

Another picture to denote passage of time while I look for my purse.

John’s Rustic Arts.  It seems he has a Facebook page too.  I don’t have another picture to share while I look for that.  I purchased a stone skull at another booth, where I stupidly did not get a card.  Maybe I can poke around Facebook and find out who that was and plug them in a future post.

In the meantime, I am over 250 words and must get on with my Sunday.  I hope to do a Sunday post today and be caught up again, but no promises.  I hope you are all doing well, and as always, I thank you for tuning in.

 

Tired from Trolls, But Waste Not Want Not!

Here I am, making my Wuss-out Wednesday post on Thursday morning, and I feel as if it is still Tired Tuesday, because, damn.  In my defense, I went with my sister Cheryl yesterday to see the Trolls in Tupper Lake, NY. It was quite a long drive and we walked and walked through the nature trail looking for those trolls.  I foolishly did not wear my Garmin, so I do not know how many miles we walked, but there were a lot of hills.

The sleeping troll shows how I feel, and a little bit how I look.

I will do a longer post about the trolls and the Wild Center, where they are displayed till the end of the month.  Right now I am too tired and only waiting till I meet my friends for breakfast in a couple of hours to have some of that magic elixir, coffee (I know, the magic does not work for all, please let the rest of us enjoy it).

Somebody playing a sad song, to be sarcastically sorry for me for being so tired?

I actually would not be surprised if the tune was a bit from Wicked or its sequel, whose name escapes me (I never saw either, nor read the book).  This is, of course, another Herkimer High School Senior parking space.  Perhaps that makes this a Waste Not Want Not Wednesday.

Mel Brooks, what a genius.

I was pleased to see one of the younger generation looking forward to Spaceballs: The New One, due sometime in 2027.  I admire Mel Brooks tremendously.  If you don’t know what I am talking about, I encourage you to look it up.  And watch the first Spaceballs, as well as Young Frankenstein and any other Mel Brooks movies you can find.

Well now I have babbled on for some 300 words and am marginally closer to breakfast.  I do not know why I feel I must drag myself out of bed so early when breakfast is not till eight, but so it is.  I guess I mostly wanted to make this blog post.  Therefore, I thank you for tuning in.

 

Love That Parking Lot Art!

The late blog posts continue as I share more Herkimer High School senior artwork in a Tired Tuesday post. Why am I so tired?  Operator Error as usual.  It is discouraging to feel I have only myself to blame, yet it is also empowering, because in that case I must also hold the means to correct my ills.  But this is half-baked philosophy more suited to Lame Post Friday.  Let us get on with today’s, uh, I mean yesterday’s blog post.

Hearts and stripes forever!

Now a patriotic tune is playing in my head.  You know, “hearts and stripes,” like “stars and stripes”?  I need more tea.  Maybe a cup of coffee.  My coffee supply is low, but perhaps I have enough for a cup.

Picture to denote passage of time while I put on coffee.

I scavenged and scraped (how’s that for alliteration?) the last of my coffee from the can and had enough for four (two) cups.  I do not think I mentioned that I have a new coffee maker.  I was tired of waiting a half hour or more for my morning or afternoon Java. I got a five-cup instead of a twelve-, and it is the cutest thing!  It will be less handy when I have people over, but how often does that happen?

And I just this minute realized I used a picture that features  “Dunkin'”, arguably better known for their coffee than donuts these days.  Don’t you just love it when Fate takes a hand for the better?

More stripes, and I’ve seen that blog before!

The space on the right looks busy, but intriguingly so.  I must get back and take individual pictures.  If I keep to my usual rule of three pics per post, this could last me till the snow flies!