Tag Archives: Mohawk Valley adventures

Scatterbrained Saturday Pre-Golf Post

Good Saturday morning!  I am sitting on my couch, not lounged for once, because I am wearing outdoor sneakers (just to give you an accurate picture; I don’t know why I feel so moved to include these details, but so it is), one eye on the clock at the bottom of my Chromebook, because a friend is picking me up at 8:30.  We are volunteering at the Herkimer Elks Falling Leaves Golf Tournament.  I’ve never volunteered for a golf tournament before, nor yet played real golf (only the miniature kind, which I am pretty bad at).  The nice Elks will tell me what to do.

Some of the nice Elks I may encounter today.

I thought I should put in a picture to pep things up. This picture is from when a bunch of us went to Lobster Fest at Cobleskill Elks Lodge.  I had to pause to look up which Elks Lodge it was.  I knew it was a hard C, but all I could think of was Constableville and Canajoharie.  Just to continue to demonstrate what an airhead I am this morning.

If only ducks were involved, I would have no worries!

I close with a duck I won in a claw machine at Boulevard Diner in Whitesboro (to sneak in a shout-out to a local business).  I believe I subsequently presented this to another Elk for her birthday, but perhaps that was a different duck.  Regular readers may remember that I like ducks, although mine are seldom in a row (and at least one is a frog).

And on that note, I will duck out (see what I did there?) and make sure I am ready for my golf tournament volunteer adventure!  Happy Saturday, everyone!

 

Pre-Swim Post

I have shared various parts of my fitness journey here, my walks and runs, and years ago when I went to the Mohawk YMCA I seem to recall making a couple of elliptical remarks (a play on words when I was on the elliptical machine).  I thought my well-wishers would like to know I had gotten a year’s membership at the Y which allows me use the facilities in Little Falls and Mohawk, NY (I feel I should specify the state for the benefit of anybody just now tuning in).  So far I have only been swimming in Little Falls, but I have enjoyed that quite a bit.

I finally remembered to take a picture of the building.

What, you didn’t think I was going to take a selfie of me in a bathing suit, did you?  Well, it may come to that eventually.  I had been tempted to join for quite some time now.  One of my Elks friends swims almost every morning, and it is not only good exercise, apparently it is also a very sociable thing to do.  Some of them meet for lunch sometimes, and even for dinner at Christmas.  Regular readers know how I live to be sociable.

It turned out to be quite affordable (at least I could afford it) to purchase a year’s membership, and I can also take advantage of weight rooms, exercise machines, and various classes.  So far all I have done is swim.  We are not supposed to swim laps, unfortunately, so I mostly walk back and forth, swish around, and do some of the exercise I learned in Physical Therapy.  And chat with my fellow swimmers.  I was delighted to find that I was already acquainted with a number of them.  And I have made new friends.  Of course I swim without my glasses on, so it is not guaranteed that I will recognize my new friends when I see them outside the pool, but hopefully they will recognize me and help me out.  It is amazing to me how often you do not recognize people when you see them in a different setting anyways, or is that just me?

Anyways, this is my Monday blog post, a shout-out to the local Y.  I encourage everybody to get what exercise they can, according to their abilities and the facilities available.  We’ll call this my Public Service Announcement for the day.

 

Tale of My Morning

I ate the last of my eggs yesterday so thought I would either go out to breakfast or go grocery shopping this morning.  Or maybe go out to breakfast then go grocery shopping; I’ve done that on occasion.  Instead I went out to breakfast then made one stop at that bakery I’ve been talking about.

I finally made it there!

There are not many places to get breakfast on Sunday mornings, but Ann Street Deli is one of them.  That is right near the Fox Tale Artisan Bakery on Canal Place in Little Falls, NY.  I checked their opening times: 7 a.m. for Ann Street, 9 a.m. for Fox Tale.  I figured breakfast shortly after eight would be about right.

Picture taken earlier this year.

Of course I was indecisive about what I wanted for breakfast, even without my Elks breakfast friends to entertain.  I settled on waffles with blueberries and cream.  It sounded easy on my stomach and was quite tasty.  For once I never got a refill on my coffee.

A few doors down at Fox Tale, I studied the display case with care, deciding on six rolls with olives baked in.  I considered getting a cookie or scone for a treat.  Did I deserve a treat?  Ought I to get a treat?  My weight-loss daydreams shimmer in the distance, like a mirage in the desert (Freudian typo: I first put “dessert”).  There was nobody else in the store, so I looked around at other things available.  Some fancy olive oils, soup mixes, ooh, note cards!  I chose a pack of six.  You write your note, then it folds in a fancy way so you don’t need an envelope.  That will be something different to send to friends and family!

I feel I need not have a Wrist to Forehead Sunday today, having enjoyed a good breakfast and lunch (yes, I have eaten one of the rolls already; YUM!), and supported two local businesses.  If I spend the rest of the day on the couch, watching true crime shows on RokuTV and knitting, who could blame me?

 

Shout-outs After Slacking

I end out the week with a late Saturday post on Sunday morning.  It was rather a Slacker Saturday.  I wrote my usual Saturday post cards and took a walk, and that was about it, unless you count a Facetime conversation with my bestie, Kim, and watching some Columbo while knitting.  Maybe a little bit of cleaning.

A long ago adventure with Kim.

Kim and I both lamented that she now lives far away and we can no longer go adventuring together on a Saturday.  This is her at Asteroga Ale House in Herkimer, NY, although it was so long ago it may have been Belly Up Pub at the time.  I was just reminiscing about Belly Up Pub at the Hot Spot Salon and Spa the other day.  The lady who owns the Hot Spot used to own Belly Up Pub.  It was a great place to go.  Asteroga Ale House isn’t so bad either.  And I got a nice hair cut at the Hot Spot, so now I have given a shout-out to two local businesses.

Another nice stop.

Just to give another Saturday shout-out, we also used to go to the End Zone Pub, and I still stop in there once in a while. It is handy walking distance from my house, and they have outdoor seating for the nice days.

I see I am over 200 words.  That will have to do.  I wonder if I will start my week out right by making my Sunday blog post on Sunday.  We can only hope.

 

Throwback to a Time Less Depressed?

I am just going to come out and say it. My depression is kicking my butt lately.  I do not know why.  I am taking my pills.  I am exercising.  I am being sociable with friends. I really hate to talk about these things.  For one reason, my mother reads this blog and I do not want her to worry.  I share it for two reasons:  one, it is my feeble excuse for doing a perhaps a dull, boring Throwback Thursday post (it can’t be a lame excuse, because it is not Friday).  Also, perhaps somebody else suffers from depression and they can feel they are not alone.

Why not make it a stinky post as well?

Ah yes, the Mohawk Valley Garlic and Herb Festival is this Saturday.  I do love garlic.  Perhaps I could cheer myself up by attending one of Little Falls’ premiere yearly events.  Little Falls, of course, has many marvelous events during the year, and Mohawk Valley Girl attends many of them.  This picture was taken in 2017.

A different memory entirely.

Ah, but who will I go to the Garlic Festival with?  I had an invitation from my sister Cheryl some weeks ago, but I do not know if she is still going.  Two of my Elks friends may go, so I could tag along with them.  The above picture, taken in Newport in 2019, is of course my two erstwhile adventure companions, Kim and Steve, one moved away, one sadly passed away.  This could be the root of my depression, but one must carry on.

My state of mind.

I close with a picture from September 2020, when things were a screwy for all of us.  I am, of course, ready for spooky season.

In my opening paragraph I mentioned a few of the things I am doing.  One thing I am NOT doing is giving up.  I feel depressed, but I will not merely sit home and feel that way.  I will get up and do something, or I will go outside and do something.  Then tomorrow perhaps I will write a blog post about it.

 

Pre-Adventure Post

I thought I would make a quick blog post before setting out on whatever adventures I happen to have today.  I really do not know what I intend to do.  They should put my picture in the dictionary under “indecisive,” although somebody else would have to pick which picture.  I know, nobody uses dictionaries these days, they look it up on their phone.  I actually own a dictionary that was given to me by a friend in the late ’80s (the 1980s!  I am not that old!) (I know somebody made that joke, don’t pretend you didn’t).

One possibility for today.

I threw in a picture, because that was getting kind of bogged down.  I might make my way to Valley Wine and Liquor where Sugar & Milk is doing a pop-up from 10 a.m. to 1 p.m.  Of course I will also go inside for the tasting.  There is one from 10 a.m. to 1 p.m. and one from 1 to 4 p.m.  Who, me, get there right around one and attend both tastings? Kim and I used to do that every Saturday, when they almost always had two tastings.  We were their best customers.

Either would be worth a stop.

Basloe Library was where I had thought to stop for their book sale.  Yes, I have far too many books as it is, but I don’t have to keep what I purchase; I can pass them on after I read them.  The more potent argument is that once I start reading a book I cannot put it down and get nothing done for the duration.  It is a dangerous addiction.  However, looking for a picture of Basloe, I found this one which also features the sign for Exiled Games.  I stopped there on the Spring Shop Crawl, and they are very nice.  They have some delightful crocheted animals.  One cannot have too many crocheted animals, can one?

Well I have babbled on for over 300 words and plugged a few local businesses, so I shall call this a blog.  As always, I thank you for tuning in.

 

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.

 

Slack Before Scatter

I thought I might try to make my Saturday blog post before I left the house and got caught up in a whirlwind of activities.  Doesn’t that make me sound ambitious?  In fact, all I plan to do is go to the Town of Herkimer Park in East Herkimer to attend Community Day and write about it for the Daily Sentinel.  I may avoid the inflatable obstacle course that was at the Wellness Fair.

Who could resist?

I took this picture at the Wellness Fair back in May.  Yes, I  went through the obstacle course after finding a friend willing to hold my bags while I went.  I got a nice scrape on my elbow for my pains, but it was fun.  I think it is supposed to be at the park again this afternoon.  I feel I have nothing to prove, but then again, I did not go through it before to prove anything;  I just thought it looked fun.

After I check out the Community Day, I may stop by Valley Wine and Liquor for their tasting:  Tequila Rose Strawberry Cream and Five Farms Irish Cream from 1 to 4 p.m.  Sounds fancy.  I was fancy yesterday, wearing a silky-looking red top.  I kept pointing out to people that I was wearing my fancy shirt.  Some of them were suitably impressed or humored me by pretending to be.  I like it when people humor me.  I am not dressed fancily today.

Oh dear, it seems I am babbling on to no purpose.  Well, my title did say I am slacking before leaving the house for my Scattered Saturday.  At least I have made a blog post of over 250 words.  Mohawk Valley Adventures await!

 

I’m Idle on the Ides

Beware the Ides of July!  Perhaps you thought the Ides were only in March.  A doctor I used to work with said it was the Ides the 15th of every month.  This was the same doctor that once made a smarter-than-thou remark and I told him not to be didactic.  He said he didn’t know what that meant.  I told him it meant the same thing as pedantic, and he got mad.  I like to tell that story.  But I digress.

Today on Facebook, I posted that it was the Ides of July, which must be why I was having a bad day already.  It is a weird day, because the wildfires in Canada are affecting the air quality here.  It is as dark as a very cloudy day in my house, but when I look outside, everything looks yellow.  I find it creepy.  I KNOW, Canada has it much worse, I feel terrible for them!  Anyways, a couple of friends commented that they hoped my day got better and I realized I was probably the only one who could make my day better for me (a fairly daunting thought).

Accordingly, I took a soapy shower (I found some moisturizing body wash and one of those plastic spongy things). I put on one of my fancy caftans and the fancy shoes I later found to go with it.  Naturally I took a picture.

Don’t you just love the pompoms?

I might have looked more elegant with my ankles crossed, but with my left foot perpetually asleep, I felt it better not to.  Long-time readers may remember those shoes as the ones I wore to get strangled in in Prescription: Murder at Ilion Little Theatre about a year and a half ago.  Everybody loved those shoes then.

He looks upset, but he was really glad I was dead.

Maybe I can also bill this post as a Wayback Wednesday now.  Anyways, I also took a selfie, so readers could see my fancy caftan.  Maybe I should get one of them there selfie sticks, so I can really give the picture.

I try to look cute.

I guess I have cheered myself up some.  I feel cool and elegant in my caftan.  Maybe I’ll pour some ice water into a fancy glass and sip it slowly.  At any rate, at least I’ve made a blog post.  I hope the air outside is better, so I can have some Mohawk Valley Adventures tomorrow.

 

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.