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Of Slippers, Socks, and Something

Posted on December 4, 2025 by mohawkvalleygirl

I don’t know what in the world is wrong with my WordPress, but I cannot seem to type anything in this space in the Classic Editor. I think I am in the Block Editor now, which I do not navigate as handily. Never mind. I have missed posting for some days now and feel I can manage a Non-Sequitur Thursday post before hopping off (not literally, of course) to breakfast with some friends.

No, NOW I am on the Block Editor. I’m not sure what I was in before. It took me a minute to figure out how to Add Media, and now I have no idea how to add a caption to the picture. I just took it this morning. My mother gave me these slippers over Thanksgiving. My father gives her slippers every Christmas (just like Steve used to do for me), but she does not wear them out as quickly as I do. I mentioned that I needed slippers, and she fixed me up. I took the picture, because I thought the color was festive, and I knew the socks were.

Now I can’t remember how to Add Media.

Figured it out! These are the Christmas slippers my late, dearly missed husband, Steve gave me some years ago. I have not worn them out yet, because I only wear them at Christmas. I see I was wearing the same leggings, and one of my favorite pair of Christmas socks.

I had to search for this picture! These slippers I completely wore out, because I loved them so much. It seems Block Editor does not tell me how many words I have, but I am sure I am over 200. Unfortunately, I have not been particularly Non-Sequitur. But I guess I can bill it as a Throwback Thursday. At least I am back on the blog.

Now I can’t figure out how to add Categories and Tags.

It’s My Parasol

Posted on August 24, 2025 by mohawkvalleygirl

Is anybody surprised I did it again? I posted yesterday for the day before, and here I am today posting for yesterday. These things happen, especially to me. Right now my only question is was it the right morning to substitute tea for coffee? I’m on my second cup.

Yesterday I could not make up my mind what to do. I wrote a letter to an aunt, finished a letter to a friend, and wrote my regular Saturday post cards. The post cards I sent were of different states; my friend Kim sent me a set of 50 from the thrift store she works at. I wrote on one, “I am in a state of indecision.” Eventually I decided to walk to the post office. It was quite sunny, so I took an umbrella. I have found that an umbrella makes a nice little bit of portable shade.

As I walked, I thought of things I could say to people who remarked on my umbrella: “It’s my parasol.” “I am protecting my dewy completion from the sun’s ravages.” Nobody said anything. After mailing the letters, I decided to walk to Mohawk Antiques Mall. For one reason, it was Customer Appreciation Day and they were serving hot dogs. Also, it is a very fun place to walk around, as there are lots of vendors.

One thing they definitely have is post cards!

I was so glad I went! I found three packs of 40 different post cards each for a very good price. I enjoyed a nice burnt hot dog, too, while listening to a lady play old tunes on the piano. I did not spend much time walking all around, though, because I found the post cards right away.

Back out on the sidewalk, it was even warmer. The wind made it more comfortable but wasn’t so good with the umbrella. I have not spent a great deal of time out in the sun this summer, and yesterday I was reminded why. I start to feel a little ill. Additionally, I had neglected to put on good sneakers, and the walk to the Antiques Mall was lengthier than I had realized.

Still, a walk is a walk. I enjoyed looking at houses I passed and the canal as I walked over the bridge. I went by a friend’s house and petted his dog (I didn’t know he lived there; he just happened to be sitting on the front porch with his dog at the time). I felt rather tired at the end, and my feet hurt. I fear I do not treat them very well. I neglect my blog, I neglect my feet, what a bum!

In the meantime, I have gotten to over 450 words. Will I make a Sunday post on Sunday? My hopes are not high.

View from the Bottom of the Hill

Posted on September 25, 2017 by mohawkvalleygirl

Wrist to Forehead Sunday indeed! I cannot even type in one coherent sentence! Never mind why; it is not that interesting. I have not had a particularly an interestestetring

That was when I gave up and stopped typing. How embarrassing! On the brighter side, it seems I spelled embarrassing correctly the first time for once. It is early Monday morning. It has happened a few times that I miss my daily post so do it the next morning as early as possible. I actually could have done this one at 2 a.m. when I woke up and could not get back to sleep, but I like to stay in bed and keep trying. I often meet with success, as I eventually did this morning. Ah, but will I meet with success in making a blog post?

Probably not. As I was about to type when I became quite disgusted with my clumsy typing, I did not have a particularly interesting weekend. I enjoyed it; it’s just nothing to write blog about (get it, like “nothing to write home about”?).

I did see a cartoon on Facebook that caught my attention and my thoughts. It showed a person at the bottom of hill carrying a bicycle on Monday; Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday were spent struggling up the hill; Friday was a happy person at the top of the hill starting down; Saturday zipping down; Sunday reaching the bottom and into Monday in an endless cycle. I thought, “Yes, that is exactly what I feel like, only without the bicycle. I feel like I’m pulling myself up a vertical incline with only my fingernails for tools.” Seriously, that is the exact image that has been coming to my mind lately, even before seeing the cartoon.

However, the point of the cartoon was, “Don’t be like this.” I commented, “How, how, how can one accomplish this?” So far nobody has replied, although I got a couple of Likes (on Facebook as with the blog, I love to get Likes). So now I appeal to my blog readers: How can one accomplish this without changing one’s job, going back to school, or otherwise completely disrupting one’s life? Any ideas? Anybody? Bueller?

Full disclosure: I am not feeling particularly ill-used by fate this morning. I actually feel in a pretty good mood right now. Is it the coffee? Or the blog? Maybe I should start waking up with the blog on a Monday. It may have a positive effect on my life.

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Welcome Back, Wuss-Out Wednesday

Posted on August 8, 2013 by mohawkvalleygirl

I just remembered something: Wuss-Out Wednesday. Not a feature I use very often. Need to have one today.

Not a good writing day. See, I’m even writing in sentence fragments right now, which is not a vice in which I usually indulge (although I did keep from ending that sentence on a preposition) (which bothers some people).

I wrote a little bitty bit on my novel. Then my breaks at work were taken up with other important stuff, like talking to my husband on the telephone and working on the crossword puzzle with my co-worker. It is a bad idea to neglect the whole rest of your life just because you want to be a writer.

Now there’s a topic suitable for the half-baked philosophy portion of Lame Post Friday: work/life balance. How much life does a middle-aged woman such as myself really need? Mae West famously said it’s not the men in your life but the life in your men, but I don’t think that really applies here. Just thought I’d throw it in, although perhaps I should have saved it for Non-Sequitur Thursday.

However, it is neither Friday nor Thursday. And I may be working this weekend, so the days of the week may be rendered meaningless in any case. Be that as it may, I must think of something reasonably entertaining to say for today (I just noticed I used “may” three times in two sentences, but that may be OK).

The Powerball Lottery has reached some ungodly amount. I put in for a workplace pool. You know how often groups at work win the lottery. I don’t expect to win, but just in case, I didn’t want to be the one yahoo showing up for work on Monday because I was too cheap to pitch in the two bucks.

“No, that’ll be Darren and Mark,” said Jenny (not their real names).

“I’ll send them flowers if we win,” I said. Then I remembered that my husband had also purchased a Powerball ticket. I asked Jenny if she and the others would sue me if he won.

“No, but you’ll have to share it with us,” she said.

“I’ll buy you pizza,” I promised. I hope we win more than two dollars. It would be awkward to buy pizza for a whole section on two dollars.

Mohawk Valley Girl