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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.

 

A Flustered Monday Post

Oh dear, look at the time.  This is what I get for not making my blog post first thing in the morning.  In my defense, I did not have much to blog about and I had an appointment to get to.  Now I still do not have much to blog about and very little brain to blog with.  Additionally, I have probably waited too late in the day to make the post, and WordPress will not give me that encouraging little notification about how long of a streak I am on.  There is a lesson there in requiring outside validation when I know damn well I have been making blog posts every day for the past week.  Do I ever learn my lesson?  Discuss amongst yourselves.

They’re just hanging out.

I delved into my Media Library for a picture of monsters in hopes of making this a Monstrous Monday post, and came up with this one from Pumpkin Junction in Sauquoit, taken in 2016.

As a side note:  as I typed the previous sentence I heard a neighbor rolling a trash or recycling container out to the curb (it makes a lovely thunder-like rumble) and remembered I have not yet put out this week’s trash.  Yes, yes, I have plenty of time.  However, I also have to get to the Herkimer Town Board meeting by six.  This is what I do.  I spend all day telling myself I have plenty of time, then do everything at the last minute.

I CAN’T CHOOSE!!!!!

Indecisiveness also plagues me at times like these.  I could not decide on another monster picture to round out the post with, then this one asking me to choose a favorite struck me as apropos.  Although as regular readers may recall, I often refer to Nosferatu (lower right) as my favorite guy.  Well never mind, it is just to make a point.

This has become kind of a flustered blog post, but you’ll have that on occasion, especially with me.  At least I am posting something, and by My Rules For Me, that is a good thing.  Is it a good thing for my readers?  Feel free to comment with your opinion.

 

I Add to the Media Library

Continuing my trend of posting the next morning for the previous day, I offer a Waste Not Want Not Wednesday blog post early-ish Thursday morning.  I must hurry to make the post, as I am not yet dressed (I am wearing a robe, just to spare anybody an unfortunate mental image) (you know who you are) but must get ready and leave soon to meet my Elks friends for breakfast.  I was delayed by the problem of transferring photos from my phone to WordPress, thinking it was not successful, giving up, then deleting the extras when in fact I had transferred said photos three times.  I add my technological problems, thinking some readers may say, “Thank God, I’m not the only one!” Although I am equally certain others will shake their heads in a superior, self-satisfied manner (0nce again, you know who you are).

This will not be the chef of this morning’s breakfast.

I took a picture of this cute little guy at Yetty’s Pizza and Pasta in Herkimer, NY recently.  Alas, Yetty’s does not serve breakfast.  But I may go there for dinner.

Some people finish books!

I took this picture at a recent Frankfort Town Board meeting.  The board was honoring Vincent Palmieri, who has written two books about the Frankfort he grew up in.  I must find these books and read them.  They sound good.

They were fine, yes!

This is the Jake Lozo band, who I heard at the Ilion Elks Lodge after the DooDah Parade.  They were awesome!  I must go hear them when I will not be so tired and can stay longer.

I see I am over 250 words (thanks to my wordy first paragraph), and I still have time to make myself beautiful (I feel certain I flatter myself there) and meet the gang for breakfast.  As always, I thank you for tuning in.

 

In the Midst of Writing, I Blog

Thunder outside reminds me that I have not yet made my Monstrous Monday blog post.  It is Tuesday, not so early in the morning (for me).  I am actually in the middle of writing my article on the Ilion Village Board meeting for the Daily Sentinel, and I am having trouble with it, so thought I would take a break.  I do enjoy the thunder, but I think it is going away.  Now I can hear the rain, because I have both doors open.  Ooh, no, another rumble.  Yes.

Oh, sure, that’ll make a good blog post.  Just talk about the thunder, Cindy.  They’d never guess you already had some coffee!

It’s this dark in my head.

This was my attempt at a shot of a full moon one early morning some time ago.  I have not been out walking in the dark in a long time (and regular readers know running is way beyond my current abilities).  It is dark in my house now, but not that dark.  I just grabbed the picture, because I did not want to waste copious amounts of time scrolling through my Media Library as often happens at times like this.

Great movie!

In the spirit of not scrolling, I grab this picture which just happened to be right there.  This is a really fun flick, featuring a really creepy performance by the inimitable Peter Lorre.  Actually is it correct to say “featuring” when he is the star?  Discuss amongst yourselves.

As for me, I approach 250 words, and I must go back to struggling with the activities of Ilion Village Board.  I have dealt with the Mayors Comments and the Public Comments, now I am on to the 2026 Organizational Meeting, Department Reports, and New Business.  Does it sound exciting?  It’s not bad.

 

Stop Typing, Me, and Start Writing!

Hello and welcome to another Late and Lame Post.  I neglected to make my Lame Post Friday blog post on Friday, and here I am prior to 7 a.m. (I slept in) on Saturday, listening to my coffee lazily brewing, and thinking it would be good for me, if for nobody else, to try to type in something (as Truman Capote famously said, “That’s not writing, that’s typing.”

My current state of mind.

I throw in a picture to pep things up, as I like to do at these times.  I did not want to take the time to search my Media Library for either a coffee cup nor my one picture of typewriters (note to self: get more pictures of typewriters), but this one caught my eye.  It is me as the alleged murder victim at the end of A Revolutionary Murder.  I was supposedly blown up by a cannon (“canonized” as one cast member put it), and we all thought it would be funny if I came out at the end looking like this.

Ah yes, books.

Scrolling down my Media Library I came across this picture of the Little Free Library on the walking trail at the Town of Herkimer Park.  I put a couple of books in the Little Free Library at Valley Wine and Liquor yesterday when I stopped by for a wine tasting (good wines, yum!).  This is to remind me that I have not yet written that novel, although I have made a few false starts.

I guess it’s time to get myself going.  At least I have made a blog post, lame as it is.  Will I write anything today?  Will I even type another blog post?  A little uncertainty adds interest to my weekend.

 

Wuss-Out, Way-Back, Mid-Week, Whatever!

Wuss-out Wednesday follows Tired Tuesday and that is just the way it goes some weeks.  I managed to get a very few things done today, but I am not up to great feats of Mohawk Valley Adventures nor blogging about them.  The best I can hope for is a Mid-Week Monsters Post.  Maybe a Wayback Wednesday or Preview of Coming Attractions.  Let us see what catches my attention in my Media Library.

Aren’t they cute?

How about monsters and a preview?  I do not remember where I came by the dinosaur (which could be construed as a monster), but the animals came from Rose Quartz Stand, one of my favorite stops when I am on Mohawk Street in Herkimer, NY.  I have a nice collection of those little animals.  They are so small, it is no problem to add to the collection.  Also, I like to give them to people.

Apparently the skeletons did not read the sign.

Here is a place I would like to go again, leg and back permitting: Gold Rush Adventure Golf in Westmoreland.  I’m sure many of the displays have been changed and/or added to, because it has been a few years since I was there.

Nothing monstrous about this!

Now here is something I have not done in a while: gone garage saling.  Of course, I am supposed to be getting rid of stuff in my house.  Still, I might find some good stuff that wouldn’t take up too much room, mightn’t I?  I think Herkimer Village-Wide Garage Sales are coming up.  Once again, I will not have my act together to participate.  Never mind.  At least I made a blog post.  Happy Wednesday, everybody.

 

Slacker Saturday, but Hopes for Sunday

Oh dear, I have once again neglected to make a blog post and even worse neglected to do any blogworthy activities.  There is nothing for it but a Slacker Saturday post.  Can I manage such a thing.  Probably.  Will my Media Library help?  I hope so.

One bloom.

A protracted search brought no inspiration, so I share one lone Black-Eyed Susan.  I do not know if I will have any Black-Eyed or Brown-Eyed Susans this year, although I have had many in the past.  My yard, I fear, will be a great disappointment.  I resign myself to this being another rebuilding year.

These are pretty!

To share something happier, here is a view from July 2017.  I’m not sure where all these purple blossoms came from but I like them.  There are a few purple pretties out there now.  I hope to cut them down before I lay waste to the dead daisies and peonies that make my front lawn such a disgrace as it is now.  That is my project for tomorrow, I hope.

Will is be a Slacker Sunday?  I hope not.  For one reason, it will make a better blog post if I can accomplish a little lawn order on my property.  As always, I hope you will stay tuned.

 

I Voted, I Blogged, I’m Tired

I do not know why this should be a Tired Tuesday.  I did very little today and accomplished almost nothing.  Perhaps it is reaction from my busy weekend, going places in cars then having an MRI on Monday (oops, possible HIPAA violation), then more riding in cars. Of course I am very grateful for the rides.  But never mind all that.  I need to make a blog post.

I mark the occasion.

Today was Primary Day and I voted.  I know, the last time I voted I took a selfie with my “I Voted” sticker.  I meant to do that today but when I got home from voting, I felt singularly deprived of oomph.  In fact, I started making this post on my phone, because I did not even feel I could sit up and reach for my Chromebook.  However, I managed it.  I wanted to continue the post I started, but the only option available to me was “Quick Edit,” which I do not know how to navigate.  Enough of my blogging problems.

This was the first time I drove anywhere since June 4, when I paid my water bill and ate at Yetty’s.  It was perfectly fine driving.  Then I walked carefully on crutches into the VFW to vote.  The fellow there gave me two stickers, because they had two kinds.  I felt I deserved two, since it had taken such an effort to get there.  I know, I know, other people expend much more effort.  I am reminded of the story of the Iraqi grandmother who was pushed I-forget-how-many miles in a wheelbarrow (but it was a lot) so she could vote.  And I don’t think they have very good roads in Iraq.

Arriving home, I put my stickers in the TV Journal.  I took a picture, because I feel I am overusing my Media Library lately.  On the brighter side, I drove myself somewhere.  I can drive myself someplace else, I am sure.  Can Mohawk Valley Adventures be far away?

 

Throwing a Little Wild

Hello and welcome to another post from the couch.  It is a good day for a Throwback Thursday, I think.  I had a chance to go to breakfast with my Elks friends (the Breakfast Club, the son of one of the members calls it, I like that) but feared my leg would not cooperate.  I am in better spirits these last two days, because I managed to brew some coffee.  Two cups yesterday, and I am on my second cup today.  AAAhhhh!

Behind the coffee cup is my biggest fan.

I just scrolled all the way down and all the way back up my Media Library and could not find the picture of the coffee mug I am using.  I settled for Dyn’s Cider Mill, so I can plug an area business.  I just looked at their Facebook page and saw a post from July 2025 saying they would be closed for the upcoming year.  I wonder if that means they will be open sometime in 2026.  I can only hope.  And hope if they do open I can make my way over there.

I do not currently feel fresh as a daisy, alas.

I said this was going to be a Throwback Thursday, so I share this picture from June 2017 of my lovely front lawn daisies.  I missed the daisies and my peonies this year. Who knew the season for them would be so short?

A dignified group, yes?

This is a kind of guerrilla theatre group I was in in 2019, Mummers Along the Mohawk.  We performed at the Great American Irish Festival, the last year it was held in the Herkimer County Fairgrounds in Frankfort, NY. What fun it was.

The house had no tenants.

This was in 2020, a barren year for activities, theatrical or otherwise.  But I see I took time to decorate my front yard.  Why did I not do that again? Note to self: decorate the front lawn.  After I get rid of the dead daisies and peonies.

I see I am over 300 words.  That’s pretty good.  Coffee, theatre, daisies… I could bill this as a Non-Sequitur Thursday, too.  As always, I thank you for tuning in.