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Pretend It’s Still Wednesday

Last night I dreamed I neglected to make a Wednesday blog post early Thursday morning or even Thursday afternoon.  I do not know what day or time it was in the dream, but I searched for my computer, composing in my head, “Now I’ve done it, now I have done it.”  As is the way with dreams, I when I found my computer I could not log on properly or find where I wanted to go or anything.  Then I dreamed about something else.

Now it is prior to 6 a.m. (early by almost anybody’s standards) and I am sipping tea (the ubiquitous old lady tummy troubles) and wishing I had taken enough pictures for a Waste Not Want Not Wednesday post.  I have gone to a couple of Mohawk Valley businesses but neglected to take pictures then either.  I used to post entirely without pictures but feel strangely loathe to do so now.

Something to feel a little sad about.

Looking in my Media Library for something to use for a Wayback Wednesday, I saw this and said, “Oh yeah, rats!”  A year ago I was preparing for this very race.  An invitation to register for it showed up in my email recently, and I sadly ignored it.  I am walking but not yet running.  I see my primary care physician next week and will ask her about the advisability of ever running again.

Unfortunately, I am not a night owl either.

I change the subject to something more cheerful, showing a present my late, dearly missed husband Steve gave me several years ago.  I need to find that mug.  It is in my cupboard somewhere.  The vampire is packed away with Halloween decorations. I will find him eventually.

I see I am approaching 300 words.  I am going to bill this as a Wuss-out Wednesday and drive on.  I will try for some kind of a Thursday post later today, but no promises.

 

Too Brain Dead to Swoon?

It is late for me for posting, but I want to try to make a Wrist to Forehead Sunday post.  Of course I have little to blog about and little brain to blog with.  Also, I do not feel up to searching my Media Library for the picture of The Brain from the Planet Arous, which I usually like to share on these occasions.  What, oh what, will I blog about?

 

Great side eye.

I was able to find this shot from The Brain That Wouldn’t Die. My brain obviously would and did die.  Now I am slipping into Monstrous Monday mode but hope by tomorrow to have regained some brain power and have a bit better of a blog.

Does your Monday look like this?

Tomorrow is a Monday holiday for many, thanks to the blood and sweat of the labor movement.  Not for everybody, of course.  I worked on Labor Day for many sad years in the retail industry and sometimes while in the army.  I know many first responders and health care workers do not have the day off.  I mention it in passing, this being a Sunday post, and in the past it was my legitimate reason for me swooning, dramatically posed with the back on one wrist to my forehead.  Oh woe!  Tomorrow is Monday!

What is my excuse these days, you may ask?  I have no excuse.  But I shall swoon when I decide to.  My only regret is that I do not have a chaise lounge to swoon upon.  I hope to make a swoon-free blog post on Monday.

 

Is It Spooky Season Yet?

I have been making a few late blog posts lately (see what I did there?), and I am doing it again with a Throwback Thursday made early-ish Friday morning.  My early gets later and later as I go, because I find I love staying in bed.  If I wanted to be really productive, I would get up at 2 or 3 a.m., when I am wide awake, but I say, “No, no, I want another REM cycle!” and do relaxations techniques or count sheep till I sleep again.  Then at five or six,  I want to stay asleep till seven or eight.  Judge me if you are so inclined.

I wonder where I put this little cutie.

I delved in my Media Library back to September 2017 and saw several spooky illustrations.  For me and my late, beloved husband Steven, spooky season began after Labor Day, or on years with a late Labor Day like this one, Sept. 1.  Actually, Halloween for us was less of a season than a lifestyle.  I’m sure real goth and horror buffs would laugh at our idea of the macabre, because we loved cheesy horror movies, not gory slasher flicks, and we had no problem with the cutest of Halloween decorations.

Well, maybe one gory slasher flick.

Then again, we loved Carrie, which you could hardly call cheesy.  Actually, I found Carrie more sad than scary.  She was so happy on prom night!  And everybody was NOT laughing at her, just a few of the mean kids.  The thing I found least believable about Carrie was that there was not one misfit kid in that school to befriend her.  I was a misfit kid in junior high, and I had friends.   We weirdos tend to stick together.  Was her school so small she was the only one?  But I had to suspend my disbelief for dramatic purposes.  And I agree with my husband that the gym teacher did not deserve what she got.

OK, here’s a silly one, not particularly spooky.

I add this one merely to honor the recently passed Tim Curry.  My family has spent many hours happily entertained playing the game Clue.  The movie certainly has a stellar cast.

I see I am over 350 words.  Score!  I guess I had better get to work cleaning my house, so I can start decorating for this year’s spooky season.

 

A Post with a Pause

You know you are having a Wrist to Forehead Sunday when you ask the Magic 8 Ball whether or not you should get in the shower.  It told me to ask again later, in case you are interested.

Probably not the best way to prepare for the week ahead.

Actually, I am not particularly dreading Monday.  I just wanted to throw in a picture to pep things up.

I miss my adventure buddies!

This picture is to denote passage of time.  I couldn’t think of anything to say, so I called my mother.  I am extremely blessed to have both parents alive and in reasonably good health, and I try to call them every day.  In the course of chatting with my Mom, I mentioned the Magic 8 Ball and asked it again should I get in the shower.  It said, Yes, Definitely.  As if the Magic 8 Ball has a sense of smell!  Maybe it just assumed I am a stinker (not an unreasonable assumption).  Anyways, I got in the shower and now I am clean and fresh and ready to finish the blog post.

The second picture is of my bestie Kim, who moved away, and my late, dearly missed husband Steve, on one of our many Mohawk Valley Adventures.  I will never be done missing my husband, but there is no point in wishing for what I cannot have, so I take a deep breath, look for a suitable pair of shoes, and get ready to head out in search of further Mohawk Valley Adventures.  Will I find any?  Or will I just walk around the block and return to sit on the couch, knit, and watch Dateline or Snapped?  A little uncertainty adds interest to my Sunday.

 

Monday for my Media Library

I made it to Monday and am doing my Monday blog post on Monday, but I am still close to swooning, dramatically posed regular readers know how.  Never mind why; explanations are tiresome.  Instead I will share a few more pictures from Community Day at the Town of Herkimer Park in East Herkimer, which really was a delightful event enjoyed by many.

More classic cars!

And here is the next thing that makes my Monday Monday-ish!  I thought I had transferred three pictures to WordPress on my phone, then went to my Chromebook for make the post (ten-finger typing really is the Way. To. Go.) to find only one picture in my Media Library.  Now I have to log out of WordPress, get back on my phone and try again.  Oh, stop playing that miniature violin!  I know this is a first-world problem.  I only bring it up to increase my word count.  Really, what kind of a blogger am I?

Who doesn’t love fire trucks?

Did I mention that East Herkimer Fire Department was on hand offering a chicken barbecue?  I did not partake, but lots of other people did, and it sure smelled good.

Tents as far as the eye could see!

There were many vendors on hand: local artisans and craftspeople as well as local goods and produce.  Some community partners were on hand as well, offering information and help.

I took a number of pictures, since I was covering the even for the Daily Sentinel, so this may dominate my blog for the foreseeable future.  Or I may hit a few other local events.  I hope to have better luck with my Media Library.

 

Lame Handed Compliment

Oh dear.  It is late on Friday and I want to make a  Lame Post Friday Blog Post.  What can I get away away with?

My family helps me once again!

I scrolled down my Media Library looking for an illustration and found this one of my sister, cousins, and nephew.  Um, cousin, sister, cousin, nephew, if you want to know.  The first might be cousin once  removed, if we want to be that way.

Where were we?

He is such a nice young man!

I throw in Ryan Quinn at Fratello’s Pizzeria, because I was thinking of going to  go see another local band at Stone Soup in Herkimer, NY,  The Jake Lozo Band.  I had previously seen them at the Ilion Elks Lodge after the Doodah Parade.

Here they are!

Alas, tonight I started my partying too early and had to come home before the band began to play. I hope I will be able to see them play another time.

In the meantime, here is my Lame Post Friday Post.  I have not quite reached 200 words.  Oh dear.  Will that be all right? As always. I hope to see  you again on Saturday.

 

I Missed Monday!

Oh no!! I am back to posting the morning after for the day before!  It is a very bad habit to get into, and eventually I just acquiesce in losing a day (ooh, according to my Chromebook, I spelled “acquiesce” right on the first try! That is the first thing I have going for me this morning!) (obviously I will take every win).

I pause to turn the fan on.  I am sipping hot tea, in deference to my bad stomach.  I do not treat it well.  I throw anything down there, with no thought as to quality or quantity.  This is why my weight loss goals remain daydreams.  Never mind that.  My goal right now is to make some semblance of a blog post, then go on to writing my article about last night’s Herkimer Town Board meeting.

Obviously not a picture taken yesterday.

I looked in my Media Library for an appropriate illustration and found something that said, “Herkimer.”  Perhaps I should have gone with the Herkimer College sign, but one is not always sure of the right thing to do in these situations (one being me).

I confess I did not have a very good day yesterday.  I was not feeling very well physically or mentally.  However, I managed to make it to physical therapy and to the meeting I had to cover.  I logged into WordPress but was attacked with a terrible case of I Just Can’t Even.  I feel sure there are other writers who are shaking their heads or their fingers in scorn, saying THEY never allow such considerations to keep them from their assigned writing duties (you know who you are).  I say shake what you like, including your booty or your groove thing (which makes for an amusing mental image). I myself am approaching 300 words. Score!  See ya on Tired Tuesday!  Oh crap, that’s today!

 

Not Much Brain, But Kind of a Blog

Can I make a Wrist to Forehead Sunday Post?  I am completely inclined to swoon, dramatically posted with the back of one wrist to my forehead, on a handy chaise lounge.  I do not have such a lounge handy, as regular readers may recall.  In general my regular couch or my bed will have to do. I suppose I ought to have a picture of one of them, with me so swooning on it, to illustrate this post.  Alas that I do not.

I do not know if I have any illustration that will help this post.  I also have very little brain to make a post, which should come as no surprise to anyone.

No brain, from the Planet Arous or otherwise.

I feel a little happy that I find the picture of The Brain from the Planet Arous to illustrate my own lack of brain.  I never have made an index of my Media Library for just such occasions.  I keep thinking I am going to, but I never seem to.

Big poop, little poop.

I did not know where to go with my post from there, so I share a picture of fake poo.  I am afraid my posts are a little bit of excrement.  I can only hope my readers will forgive me.

On the brighter side, I have made some semblance of a post, so I can say I am still a daily blogger. As always, I thank you for tuning in.

 

Waste Not, Want Not, If Only I Could Whine Not!

I knew I would be happy to do a Waste Not Want Not Wednesday blog post this week.  My cold still plagues me with a terrific headache and a nasty throat.  Yes, I am still whining and crying about it.  I always say, go with your strengths.  I had two cups of hot tea with lemon and honey this morning and ate the lemon slices.  I read that somewhere: you eat the lemon skin and all after it soaks in the tea.  The skin is soft and you get all that vitamin C.  I guess it hasn’t kicked in yet.  Never mind that; on with the blog post.

That’s me: all falling apart.

I took a picture of one of these broken trees from another angle some months ago but doubt I can find it in my Media Library, at least without an intensive search.  I have long thought of going through my Media Library month by month and making an index, a task which becomes more daunting as each month passes.

School’s Out! But not for long!

I noticed when I drove by the school the other day that the seniors’ parking spaces had all been painted over white.  I look forward to see what next years’ seniors will paint.  That made a nice few blog posts.

They grow up so fast.

I took this picture just because I was so fascinated by how the sidewalk was being encroached upon, but now I find it emblematic of my life.  My path forward is constantly blocked by obstacles.  In April I was walking or running daily, looking forward to the Boilermaker 15K and trying to get other stuff done.  Then my body betrayed me and I spent time on the couch, on crutches, etc. (perhaps you read a few of my blog posts about it).  I get on some medication, finally start physical therapy, things are looking up!  Then I get this nasty cold with a killer headache!

AAAAaaaand I am back to whining and crying.  You see how I am.  But at least I have made a Wednesday blog post.  As always, I thank you for tuning in.

 

Better to Have Lamed…

Hello and welcome to another Lame Post Friday blog post.  It is, I am afraid, the best I can do today.  I am feeling down, but you’ll have that.  It is really no reason for concern.  I have not been out and about today, except to do some little bit of yard work (nothing work taking pictures and writing a blog post about, unfortunately).   But it is Lame Post Friday, the day when I indulge in random observations and half-baked philosophy.  What can I come up with today?

Oh! It’s a bird house!

When I looked at this picture all small in my Media Library, I had no idea what it was.  Silly me!  The picture was taken in 2020, when we were all hunkered down trying to avoid COVID.  I was putting up decorations here and there, trying to cheer the place up.  Perhaps I should make some efforts in that direction again.  First I have to clean.  Damn.

Sure looks different now!

Fast forward about a year from when the last picture was taken to August 2021, and look at all the Brown-Eyed Susans I had.  It was amazing!  This is actually the area of the deck I was working on this morning, once again battling the wild grapevines (if only I could  make wild wine, we could come to some sort of an agreement).  It does not look like this.  Not a single Brown-Eyed Susan do I have, alas.

I do not know if any of those count as random observations or half-baked philosophy, and I am thinking probably not.  However, I observe (not so randomly, unfortunately) that I am over 250 words.  I think that counts as good for a Friday blog post, Lame or otherwise (I guess all my posts are somewhat lame).  I philosophize that a lame post is better than no post at all.  Have I used that as a title already? I fear so.