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Sorry, But I’m Not Apologizing

I guess we all knew this was going to be a Wrist to Forehead Sunday post.  I went running this morning yet did not feel a Running Commentary post welling up within me. Likewise, no amount of movie watching has made me inclined for a Sunday Cinema post.  These things happen, I suppose.

The fact is, I feel not the slightest obligation to apologize for a foolish post during this stressful time.  Clearly, to run around having Mohawk Valley adventures would be irresponsible.   I am more than willing to risk my own health.   Alas, as is so often the case,  it is not only about me.

So shall I spend the next week or two hiding behind the Corona Virus (or as I prefer to call it, Covid 19) and posting only the lamest material?  That could happen.  I maintain it is the right thing to do, because some people are entertained by my nonsense, and entertainment is a definite service in times of quarantine.

Of course I will attempt to publish the most amusing posts possible.  I fear not much is possible today,  hence my Wrist to Forehead status.  On the other hand,  I am having a fairly enjoyable Sunday.  One cannot have everything.  Even if I have a dreadful day, I will strive to have a better blog post tomorrow.

 

A Saturday at Home

I have allowed it to become rather late in the day to make my Saturday blog post.  I know, I should have made a Saturday Running Commentary post earlier.  Then I walked to the post office with my weekly post cards, making a Pedestrian Post completely eligible.  Later yet, my husband, Steven, and I watched a few movies.  Saturday Cinema is not usually a thing, but it could be.

What today really was was Day One of the Quackenbush Quarantine,  as Steven dubbed it on Facebook yesterday.  I know, almost everyone is under quarantine,  but how many of us can be alliterative about it?  Yet another blessing for me to count.

Really, as things go, I have very little to complain about (not that THAT ever stops me!).  I am grateful for all my blessings and concerned for those that lack same.  I ask myself, what can I do to help?  One thing I did was to write more than my usual number of post cards.  I figure as we’re all stuck inside, not visiting anybody or gathering at the usual places,  a little personal mail would be welcome.

Next I hope to use my at home time to get my house together and to do more writing.  I am thinking about a new novel to start, one I may actually finish.  Then maybe I can dig out and finish the plays I have almost completed.

Oh, such ambitious plans!  Who knows but what I will do is go on more runs and watch more movies?  At least I will write a blog post about whatever I do.  Happy Corona Saturday, everyone.

 

No Scatter to my Saturday

Regular readers know I love to run around on a Saturday having Mohawk Valley Adventures to write about.  Everybody in the country knows we are all on at least semi-quarantine due to the corona virus. What, I ask you, is a blogger to do?

I also want to just mention that I rather resent the naming of thus virus.  Corona is one of my favorite beers AND and of my favorite typewriters!  I guess it has another name, Covid-19 or something.  I admit I have not been keeping up with things.

In any case, I have enjoyed my Saturday, even if I have not done anything blog-worthy.  I went for a run, I wrote a few postcards, I took a nap.  Eventually, Steven and I settled down to watch movies.  I finished a scarf and started an afghan.  I must go somewhere tomorrow to get more yarn.

For a while now I have been saying that I could use a weekend of just hanging out.  Now I have it.  And I realize a couple of weeks of same would be even more welcome.  Oh well, you can’t have everything.

I will strive to have real subjects to post about in the future, even with the national emergency of the C virus.  For today, I hope this will be enough.  If it is or if it isn’t,  happy Saturday all.

 

I Take a Break on Wrist to Forehead Sunday

I am having yet another Wrist to Forehead Sunday.  If only I had a chaise lounge, I would swoon on it in a most dramatic fashion.  Alas, I could not stay there for a week or more, which is what I feel I need to do.

I went running this morning.  It was not a bad run, and I petted a few dogs along the way.  I thought of doing a Sunday Running Commentary post,  but my ennui overcame me long before I could put stylus to Tablet or fingers to keyboard.

Steven and I went on a minor Mohawk Valley Adventure,  to Napoli’s Italian Bakery and Deli in Uitca.  I must write a blog post about that, perhaps even an article for Mohawk Valley Living magazine (the deadline is tomorrow. Yikes!).

Good food there!

Returning home, we watched an episode of Svengoolie featuring Revenge of the Creature.  It was nowhere near as good as Creature of the Black Lagoon.  No Julie Adams, and a nice dog came to a bad end.  We hate that!

What, I ask you, is the good of the Creature of the Black Lagoon without Julie Adams?

We looked at an episode or two of Snapped while we had something to eat, and are now watching Sudden Fear with Joan Crawford, Jack Palance and Gloria Grahame.

Quite the side eye Jack is giving Gloria!

I am revisiting the question I asked on Lame Post Friday.  Do I cut myself too many breaks?  I still do not know.  However, I am over 250 words.  I call that OK.  Happy Sunday, everyone!

 

Not Much Run, Good Lunch, a Couple Drinks

I wanted to do a Saturday Running Commentary post, but the fates conspired against me.  I ran, but not for very long.  In my defense, it was single digit temperatures.  I guess I am really only good to 10 degrees or better.

Later in the day, my husband, Steven, and I drove to Little Falls and had lunch at the Cafe at Stone Mill, at the site which previously held Ole Sam’s Creamery.  It was a delicious lunch.

I must write more about this place later.

Returning to Herkimer, we stopped for a drink at the Waterfront Grille in Herkimer.  I texted our friend Kim to meet us there.

Kim and Steve looking happy.

Of course I got Kim to pause for a picture.

And here is our delightful bartender, Barbie.

I asked our bartender for a picture, too.  She was a doll!

One of the best things about Waterfront is the view.

We admired the water, and look forward to cruises on the canal this spring and summer.

I guess there isn’t a whole lot more to say about our Saturday.  Was it enough to qualify for a Scattered Saturday post?  I don’t know.  I am not the arbiter of these things.  But I hope it has been reasonably entertaining as a blog post.

 

I’m Late, But I Ran! And Blogged!

So the idea of writing while on breaks at work was not successful.  After writing and crossing out three or four phrases, I flipped back a few pages and worked on my latest attempt at a novel.  However, I had the plan that I would go running after work and could do a Running Commentary post.  Perfect!

Well, I was half right.  I ran, and it did not go too badly.  Then I was too damn tired to do anything but lounge on the couch watching Snapped and go to bed early.  Perhaps I could have forced my body and brain to do something, but I felt so deliciously relaxed and comfortable, I decided to cut myself a break.  Do I perhaps cut myself too many breaks?  That is a philosophical question better suited for Lame Post Friday.  This morning my purpose is to do a late Wuss-out Wednesday post.

The weather was not too cold (for February) and dry.  At least, the sky was dry.  The sidewalks were dreadful and the roads only really good in the middle.  I kept to streets less traveled but even so met with some traffic.  I dodged up onto the sidewalk only once, when a car was coming and I saw a bare patch of walk.  It did not last and I had to dodge over deep puddles and slushy ice to get back into the road.  Ugh.  No matter, just keep going.

My breathing was not bad.  My legs were not particularly happy, but that was to be expected after two weeks off.  Was it two weeks?  Yikes!  I’ll try not to do that again.  My legs eventually settled into it, and by the end my whole body was pretty happy I ran.  I plowed through snowy, slushy, wet sidewalks on my cool down walk, feeling fairly pleased with myself.

Oooh, look, 300 words.  I rock!  OK, not really, since this is a late post and not very descriptive of my run.  Still, I must celebrate even small wins.  Belated Happy Wednesday, everyone!

 

Hush… Hush, Sweet Sunday

Who wouldn’t love Bette Davis in a graveyard?

I pause during our viewing of Hush… Hush, Sweet Charlotte to make a Wrist to Forehead Sunday post. It has actually been an enjoyable Sunday, but I don’t know that I did anything particularly blog-worthy today.

A bit of snow fell last night, so I spent some time shoveling the driveway in lieu of running.  Full disclosure: I shoveled for less time than I would have run.  I hoped the hefting of weighty snow made up for it.

After shoveling I went to the grocery store, a chore I had meant to put off till another day.  Now I have stuff for my lunch for the week. And I had onions to put in with a pork butt roast I meant to cook.

I do not cook many roasts, and I usually do them in the crock pot, which is fairly fool-proof (or should I say Cindy-proof?). I opted for the oven this time.  I consulted Joy of Cooking, the internet, and my mother (via phone).  Then I kind of winged it.  I love cooking;  it is such an inexact science, things usually turn out tasty.

A stellar cast, but where’s Cecil Kellaway?

I just thought I’d throw in another picture from the movie for good measure.  We have not watched sufficient movies for a Cinema Sunday post.  I’ll have to work on that for next week.

 

“I could spit in your eye!”

Well, what’s wrong with a Bette Davis Sunday?  If only I had a martini, very dry, my life would be perfect.  Happy Sunday, everyone!

 

Oh Crap! I Hit Publish Before I Thought up a Title!

I have waited till too late on a Saturday night to make anything but a short, foolish Scattered Saturday post.  Of course, it is not that late an hour for most people; 8:13 p.m. used to feel fairly early for me, too.  However, I have been up since 5:30 a.m., which, regular readers may recall, is sleeping in for me.

Where was I?  Ah yes, nowhere in particular.  I went for a pretty good run this morning, in spite of 10 degree weather (according to the blinky sign in front of Trinity Lutheran Church on German Street). I felt sufficiently bad-ass about that.  Full Disclosure: it was not a bad run at all; I wore sufficient layers that only my face was cold.

Later in the day, Kim, Steven and I went to Meeples Mug House in Little Falls for Brainstorming the Bard, an event for LiFT, the Little Falls Theatre Company.  We aim to bring summer Shakespeare back to the Little Falls area.  More about that endeavor soon!

One of my favorite spots!

The weather was rather frightful, so our event was not as well attended as we had hoped.  Also, after we met, we did not go out to dinner as I had wanted to.  Going home was the more sensible choice.

Of course I relaxed once I was home.

I took this picture to send to Kim, because she gave me the socks and I was not sure she had noticed I was wearing them.  She had noticed.

Back home, I cooked baked macaroni and cheese.  Steven and I watched a Svengoolie we had DVR’d, and now I am listening to Snapped while I type this (as Truman Capote once said, that’s not writing, that’s typing).

Now I am up to date and over 250 words.  Happy Saturday,  everyone!

 

But I’m Missing Svengoolie!

I pause in my meager activities for a Wrist to Forehead Sunday post.  Of course I rarely get much useful done on a Sunday, but some weeks I feel worse about it than others.  Today I am mostly concerned that I not be making my Sunday post at 4 a.m. Monday.  It looks as if I will at least meet that goal.  As long as I am not too fussy about what sort of post I make.

I went for a pretty good run this morning.  After that, I did not feel like doing much, but after a shower, breakfast, and lounging on the couch and reading a book, I managed to accompany Steven to the grocery store.  We neglected to bring the list so forgot to purchase garlic powder.  These things happen.

I made a pot of chicken soup, using fresh garlic and two yellow onions.  It was yummy!  I still have to put the leftovers away, so the useful portion of my day is not over yet. My only other useful task of the day was a load of laundry.  Now I have clean pants and handkerchiefs for work, at least for the next couple of days.

Earlier we thought to clear our DVR by watching a previously taped movie.  This is a handy way to feel we are accomplishing something when in fact we are just watching television.  Hey, I will take fake usefulness on a Wrist to Forehead Sunday!  However, the movie was Fearless Vampire Slayers, and we neither paid much attention nor watched the whole thing. However, we did delete it so cleared our DVR of two hours’ worth of space.

Now we are watching a DVR’d Svengoolie.  The movie is The Beast from 20,000 Fathoms, a movie I saw previously without a character host.  I wrote about it in a blog post titled Sorry, Cecil and Rays.

Now I see I am over 300 words.  Let’s get that leftover soup in the fridge and get back to enjoying Svengoolie!