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Tired Time Warp

It’s not Wednesday, it is Tuesday.  How did I get into such a time warp?  I have been sitting here debating whether to do a Waste Not Want Not Wednesday or a Wuss-Out Wednesday, when it hit me, TOMORROW is Wednesday.  I’ll be damned.

My favorite Tuesday meme.

It is actually fine with me that it is Tuesday and not Friday.  I need more time to study my lines and figure out my costume for Curtains for Frangelica, the murder mystery to benefit the Herkimer County Historical Society this Saturday at the Elks Lodge.

In case anybody wants all the info.

I got back from rehearsal a short time ago, so I guess I can bill this as a Post-Rehearsal Post.  It is an odd thing, but I have noticed WordPress no longer lets me categorize my blogs under “humor” and “personal.”  I guess humor is subjective, and one could argue that not all of my posts are humorous (regular readers know I am no hand at argument), but personal?  What else is this but a personal blog about me, a person?

This is too much for me to figure out on a Tired Tuesday.  I’ll add another picture for good measure and call it a blog post.  Once again, thank you for tuning in.

From a previous rehearsal.

 

 

Lame About Me

I got up this morning, having slept in till the for me late hour of six, with two thoughts vying for supremacy in my foggy head:  “Coffee first,  then run,” and “Run first, then coffee.”  Coffee won.  Hello, and welcome to another Late Lame Post Friday post.

I delayed making this post until I had a few sips of that magic elixir that renders almost any morning less hideous.  Thus I indulge in a little hyperbole. Is that an oxymoron?  Since hyperbole is exaggeration for effect, can you, in fact, have only a little hyperbole?   Points to ponder.

One problem with a personal blog: I tend to start all my paragraphs with “I.”  Because it is All About Me (ooh, that just gave me my title).  I have to watch that.

By now I think it is quite clear I have nothing whatever to say and am only rattling on in hopes of reaching 200 words before I run out of coffee.  I’ll throw in a picture to pep things up.

Who, us? Be silly?

This was taken at the H.A.L.O. Hoedown, a fundraiser for the cat rescue group, Helping Animals Live Organization.  It was some years ago and never became an annual thing, much to my disappointment, because I had a blast.

Yes, that is my late beloved husband Steve in the picture.  I’ll never be over being sad that he is gone, but I can smile at all the memories.  On that melancholy note (sorry about that; I know this is billed as a “totally fun blog”), I see I am over 250 words.  Score!  Thank you for tuning in.