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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.

 

An Excellent Dinner

Last night I was hungry as well as wanting to get out of the house, so I went to Salvatore’s Pizzeria and Restaurant in Herkimer, NY.  I was not disappointed!

One of my go-to places!

It was right around four when I got there, so I had my choice of places to sit.  I ordered broiled haddock with a side of pasta, then got an antipasto salad to take with me, thus ensuring a few meals in the coming days.  I also took some of the fish and pasta home, so I am set!

My waitress was one of my fellow actresses from Ilion Little Theatre, so that was nice.  We were able to enjoy a little chat, although more diners arrived after me, so she was a little busy.  I really miss my theatre friends.  I must make my way back to ILT soon.  I think I saw something about auditions in the coming weeks.  I wonder if there are any parts for actors on crutches (preview of coming events).

As I ate, I enjoyed the music: classic rock from the ’70s and ’80s.  Yes, they are “oldies” now, but so am I.  I embrace it.  I only wish my body had waited till after the Boilermaker 15K to give out as it has, but let me not hark back to my foolish problems.

Salvatore’s Pizzeria and Restaurant is located at 650 1/2 German St., Herkimer, NY, phone number 315-866-2600.  They do a booming take-out business as well as offering a full-service sit-down dining experience.

 

Almost a Perfect Tasting

Emboldened by my success with breakfast out yesterday, I went to a wine tasting at Valley Wine and Liquor in Herkimer, NY.  I do love wine.  I checked:  a little bit of wine is not incompatible with the medications I am on (I risk a HIPAA violation to soothe any fears my well-wishers may harbor).  Wines from two wineries were offered.

She was very knowledgeable.

First I tasted wines from Mazza Chautauqua Cellars, a New York State winery using grapes from Long Island.  I did not even know they grew grapes on Long Island.  Anita, the lady pouring, told many things about the wines, but I was not very quick at taking notes.  I enjoyed the Perfect Rose.  The Perfect Bubbly was sweeter than I like, but I am sure it would be perfect for many.

Revelation wines from Columbia Valley in Washington State were next.  This is a third generation winery, making sustainable vegan wines.  I tasted a lot of grapefruit in the Sauvignon Blanc.  The Riesling was sweeter than I like, but then I like really dry wines.

I decided to purchase a bottle of the Perfect Rose.  Anita nicely carried it to the register for me, and a young man carried it to my car.  Two crutches make things awkward, but one does what one can.

Valley Wine and Liquor is located at 326 S. Caroline St., Herkimer, NY.  They have tastings almost every weekend.

 

Back with the Breakfast Club!

Since I drove myself around Herkimer, NY (where I live) twice in the last two days, I made bold to drive to Little Falls to join my Elks friends for breakfast at Ann Street Deli.  I believe I have mentioned that there is a group of us who meet every week for breakfast at various local places.  It was not that far of a drive, after all.  I made it there with no problem, found a parking place close to the door, and went in to await my friends.  I did not have long to wait.

Good for breakfast or lunch!

As you may have guessed by the snow if not the Christmas decorations, this is a picture from earlier this year.  It is difficult to take a picture while gimping along on two crutches.  Sometimes I use one crutch in order to carry something in the other hand but I did not do so this morning.

I had a croissant sandwich with one egg, cheese, and sausage.  It was quite tasty.  I cannot remember the yummy sounding things my friends ordered, but I may order them another time; then I will remember and report back.

More than the good breakfast, I enjoyed the company of my friends.  Being incurable sociable as I am, it was good to talk to people.  Of course I was able to talk to family members this past weekend, but for the most part I have been alone on my couch.  It’s not that I do not enjoy my own company, but you can get too much of a good thing.

I am so delighted to write about a Mohawk Valley Adventure again!  I hope I can have another one soon.

 

First World Problems on Wayback Wednesday

I got out of the house and ran some errands today but, alas, did not take any pictures.  In my defense, my errands were not that exciting in nature.  Also, gimping around on crutches with a bag that may come crashing off my shoulder at any minute is not especially conducive to photographic activities. On the brighter side, I am filled with gratitude and good feelings about humanity.  People at every stop went out of their way to hold doors open for me and had no problems waiting for me while I fumbled with said bag, looking for cash, ID, or whatever.  My only problem now is what to blog about.  I suppose that comes under the heading First World Problems.

Look how cute he is!

I go for a Wayback Wednesday post with a picture from 2017.  This is my late, dearly missed husband Steven outside the library in Arlington, VT.  We were on a visit to his family and were leaching on the library’s WiFi, a most convenient thing to do when one has a laptop, as opposed to the dining-room-table-top it eventually became (oh, here is a handy thing: my Chromebook automatically put in the hyphens which I meant to add after typing in the words with no spaces.  Sometimes technology works in my favor!).

I must do some deck-sitting again.

Here is a shot from 2020,  You can see Steve’s leg on the left.  The sandals I am wearing have sadly broken, and my deck is far from sitting-ready.  That is something I must work on.  However, my leg seems to be tolerating more movement lately, so perhaps I will attempt some chores around the house (preview of coming attractions).  Will chores be blog-worthy?  We shall see.  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?

 

A Little Wind Music?

I set foot out of the house today, both feet in fact.  The left side wasn’t too happy about it, but you’ll have that.  Actually, I went outside yesterday to bring my trash out.  I skipped the recyclables.  Today I stepped out to move the container back to behind the house.  It is a lovely day; I am thinking about sitting out on the porch for a while.  We shall see.  In the meantime, I have a few new pictures to make this a better blog post.

The lights are red, white and blue.

My sister Cheryl found these wind chimes the other day, while she was clearing a path for me and my crutches through the living room.  She went to hang them up on the porch.  I should perhaps mention that this was while my father was heroically mowing my terrible lawn, after fetching my newly fixed lawnmower from Collis Hardware (just to throw in a plug for a local business).  Anyways, Cheryl was scandalized I had not hung the chimes up and quickly corrected the omission.

I’m not sure if these make much noise, but they are pretty.

I had hung up a couple of wind chimes during my bouts of cleaning, before I got sidelined (I just can’t keep from throwing in little complaints about my petty physical problems).  So after I moved my trash container, I took pictures of them.

It’s back-lit, but what a nice sky.

This one got a little twisted, but I did not try to untangle it.  You see, I can move around only so much on my left side before it begins to hurt like a sonofabitch (pardon my language);  I was reaching my limit.

When I started making this post, a nice breeze was making some nice music on my porch.  It has gotten quieter. However, I am over 300 words.  We’re all still waiting for Mohawk Valley Adventures, and I hope to oblige sometime.  In the meantime, I shall bill this as a Tired Tuesday and drive on.  Once again, I thank you for tuning in.

 

Another Post from the Couch

On the brighter side, I am ten-finger typing on my Chromebook.  Yes, there are a lot of brighter sides and I try to concentrate on them.  However, I have not been out on a Mohawk Valley Adventure for a while now.  In the meantime, I see a lot of things I am missing on Facebook.  Have I got the dreaded FOMO, Fear Of Missing Out?  There is no point in being afraid I might miss out; I AM missing out.  But that is OK, because, after all, one can’t do everything.

 

I did have a nice outfit.

This is from June 2021, just before I went to Little Falls, NY to run the Pride Stride 5K.  Midway through May I figured I would have to give it a miss this year, but I hoped to partake of some of the Pride festivities going on in Little Falls this weekend.  Alas, I did not, but I give them a shout-out.  Local readers, you should have been there; if not, watch for it next year!

Local music? Yes, please!

I think I mentioned recently how I miss going to Fratello’s Pizzeria in Frankfort to hear talented musicians, such as Phil Arcuri, pictured above.

Great little shop!

And then there is shopping.  To Niche Their Own in Herkimer is a delightful place.  I love to stop in there and look at all the stuff by local artisans.  I usually leave with a pair of earrings, a stuffed bat or bear, or a beautiful artificial flower.

So I have many plans for when I am mobile once again.  In the meantime, I hope my blog posts entertain.

 

Past Views and Maybe a Preview

I did say I was going to have a Throwback Thursday Post today, which will make a nice change from whining about how I can’t have any Mohawk Valley Adventures these days.  I guess if I really wanted to give my readers a break, I would not even have mentioned it.  What am I, always fishing for sympathy?  Just ignore me.

Flowers for Cynthia?

A shot from my container garden of 2017.  I do not entirely despair of having a container garden this year, because there is no point in giving in to despair.  We do what we can do, after all.

Play ball!

Now there is something I have not done in years:  Go to a Diamond Dawgs baseball game in Little Falls, NY.  It seems every year I say I am going to go to a game, and every year I wimp out.  I don’t mind doing many things by myself, but it really is more fun to go to a game with a group of friends.

Look at all those blooms!

Here is my rhododendron in 2019.  You can see all the forget-me-nots at the bottom.  At least there are some blossoms in my year, although I am not able to go outside and get any pictures today (oh dear, there I go again, alluding to my stupid problems).

I love music!

Something else I have not done in a long time is go to hear music at Fratello’s Pizzeria in Frankfort.  This is Matt Grainger in 2021.

I hope this post turns out to be a Preview of Coming Attractions as well as a Throwback Thursday.  Container gardens, baseball games, local music, these are all things I would like to get back to.  Will I be able to? If so, how soon?  I like to say a little uncertainty adds interest to my Thursday.  In this case, I confess I would prefer to get my interest elsewhere, but I must not get back to whining again.  At least I have made a blog post of over 300 words.  Yay me?