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What? No Sunday Swoon?

I am beginning to think I need a different feature to replace Wrist to Forehead Sunday.  Lately I do not possess the requisite oomph to swoon, dramatically posed with the back of one wrist to my forehead, on a handy chaise lounge or elsewhere.  I know some of you are asking, how much energy does it take to swoon?  Very little, I confess, for an ordinary swoon.  But for a Wrist to Forehead Sunday swoon, I need to be dramatic!  Surely you understand (it seemed a good moment to call you Shirley).

Now there is a dramatic swoon!

I throw in a picture from my Media Library to pep things up.  It is from Mad Love, a delightfully creepy movie.  I am ready to start watching Halloween movies.  I do not have Mad Love on DVD, but I think it is still on my DVR from when I recorded it off TCM.

This is me being dramatic.

Here is the picture I was looking for when I found that one of the swoon.  I am the one in blue, wrist to forehead, sobbing,  “Oh shame!  Oh degradation!”  It was in Dirty Work at the Crossroads, a,1890’s melodrama directed by my husband, Steven, at Ilion Little Theatre in 2013.  It was a fun scene to play, but it took a lot more energy than I seem to have these days.

So basically I need something for Sunday similar to Tired Tuesday, only I can’t think of anything alternative.  I do like alliteration.  Then I ask myself, what is my problem that I have to have so many days when I can’t seem to make a decent blog post.  What’s that all about, me?

In the meantime,  it seems I have blathered on for almost 300 words (isn’t “blathered” a word? my autocorrect wants to change it to “slathered”). I say that is not bad.  I’ll work on making a better blog post tomorrow.

 

LiFT Labours

Rehearsals continue for Love’s Labour’s Lost by William Shakesapeare, to be presented by LiFT, Little Falls Theatre Company as part of Little Falls Canal Celebration August 13 and 14, 2022. We rehearsed last night, with the result that I was too tired to make even a Tired Tuesday Post.  I hope to make it up to you by sharing a few more rehearsal pictures.  Of course I also hope to induce local readers to come out and see the play.  It’s going to be great!

A delightful bantering duo.

We were looking at costume pieces last night, so I should have taken a couple more pictures, only I did not have my Tablet with me.  Don Armadio, the dude in the hat, is going to wear the purple cape I wore a few years ago as Gonzago, or whatever his name was in The Tempest.  Don’t judge me to harshly for forgetting the name.  I am having enough trouble remembering my lines for this one!

The prince and his guys.

We have been having a blast at rehearsals, cracking each other up.  When somebody does something, on purpose or accidentally, particularly funny, we all yell, “Keep it! Keep it!”  I would give an example, but I don’t want to spoil the joke for anybody who comes to see the play.

This one is a really funny scene!

I think I will bring my Tablet tonight and get somebody to take some pictures with me in them, as well as my friend Kim.  All our scenes are together, so I have none of her, either.  Egregious omission!  Does that sound Shakespearean?  I may be infected.

Love’s Labour’s Lost will be shown free of charge at Benton’s Landing in Little Falls, NY, at 1 p.m. Saturday and Sunday, August 13 and 14, 2022.  I hope to see you there!

 

Who Me? Have a Bad Attitude?

I used to have a feature called Bad Attituesday. I am reviving it for today. Oh, am I ever in a rotten mood! And, you know, sometimes you just have to feel that way until you don’t feel that way any more.

It’s not that I have a good reason to feel that way. Yes, some things are bothering me. There is no point in listing them. For one reason, nobody wants to hear me bitch. Moreover, most people would read them and say, “That’s not so bad. What’s her problem?” I, on the other hand, might in the act of describing them become ever more incensed and convinced of the validity of my rotten mood.

Gee, that doesn’t paint me as a very good writer, does it, when the only person I can convince is myself. Although it does give me a bit of a laugh. That is my saving grace: I can usually laugh at myself.

Additionally, it seems that writing the preceding paragraphs has alleviated my rotten mood. I am not yet feeling jolly, but I am no longer at the teeth grinding stage.

So this is today’s blog post: a few words about my bad attitude with no useful insights. But at least I got to 200 words. And I guess it makes a change from Tired Tuesday.

Oh Yeah, the Murder Mystery!

I had meant to make a Post Rehearsal Post last night, but I was too tired (you know, Tired Tuesday). I also meant to take a few pictures at rehearsal, but, well, I forgot. Oh dear.

I think it’s a nice poster.

Steven and I were delighted to see the above flier on WKTV’s Morning Mug Club yesterday morning. I have not heard how ticket sales are going, but a lot of people have expressed interest.

Rehearsal went pretty well. I think we need a little more work on lines, but we’re getting there. I, personally, am trying to learn everybody’s lines, so I can help if there’s a problem during performance. One would think this would be easy for me, since I wrote the whole thing. What, am I supposed to remember everything I ever wrote? That would be difficult, especially since I continually strive to write more of everything.

I guess you can read all the information in the poster (I’m having a little trouble with the Preview function on my Tablet) (imagine that: me having trouble with an electronic device! Say it ain’t so!), but in case you can’t: Donate to Murder, interactive dinner theatre, will be presented to benefit Herkimer County Historical Society on Saturday, Nov. 6, at the Herkimer Elks Lodge. Doors open at 5:30 p.m., dinner at 6:30 p.m. Tickets are $35, available at the Historical Society or by calling 315-866-6413.

Fun Party, Late Post

For this week’s Monstrous Monday Post, I thought I would share a few pictures of the Boo Bash at the Herkimer VFW last Saturday. Unfortunately, after I had downloaded the pictures from my camera, I was too tired to finish the post on Monday. So I thought I could finish it the next day and market it as a Tired Tuesday post. And now here I am Wednesday morning and still nothing published. Judge me if you are so inclined.

Steven especially liked the Reindeer antlers.

Our friend Tracy was visiting us from out of town. At her current job she is known as a woman who wears many hats. She decided to embrace it for her costume and wear almost every hat she owns. I should have taken several views, because you can’t see all the hats. I missed a bet!

I liked Steve’s had, too.

Steven kept it simple with a Halloween sweatshirt and pumpkin hat. I walked around snapping a few pictures of the decor.

He looks as if he’s making a little bow.


Nice centerpieces.
The bartender said this was his brother.

The DJ was from Bug Country, a local country radio station. He kept the party going with door prizes and good music.

He was fun.
A closer look at his costume.
He brought a couple friends.

There were a lot of fun costumes, but I only got a picture of my favorite. During the costume competition, I was among the people chanting, “Bridezilla! Bridezilla!”

Her groom was pretty cool, too.

After I took the picture, Bridezilla laughed at herself because she was smiling behind the mask. There were a lot of reasons to smile. It was a fun night.

Why in the world did it take me three days to make a post about it? Discuss amongst yourselves.

Cheerful Monsters?

I feel I ought not make another whiny Monday post, as some of my Monstrous Monday Posts turn out to be. Yet, I am feeling monstrous. Perhaps I could be monstrous but cheerful.

Looks like a fun bunch to me!

Who could be uncheered by William Castle, Vincent Price, and friends? I could get into watching a Castle/Price collaboration about now. However, I would probably want to go to bed before the end. I am on overtime so get up unreasonably early and get very tired by the end of the day (NOT whining! Merely explaining why I am not watching a movie) (It also explains why this post is turning out to be kind of dumb).

A tense confrontation.

The above is from The Terror, a Roger Corman romp, starring Jack Nicholson and Boris Karloff. I like a Corman/Karloff collaboration, too. Plus, it has the charm of alliteration. Regular readers know I love alliteration.

An even rompier movie.

And here is a Price/Karloff collaboration, with Peter Lorre and Jack Nicholson thrown in for good measure, The Raven. I must get that one on DVD for my collection.

Well, now I am feeling quite cheerful, thinking about these movies I love. Additionally, I am approaching 200 words. Regular readers (I think I still have some) know I call that respectable. At any rate, I made it through another Monstrous Monday. I hope to see you all again on Tired Tuesday, as I fear it will be (not whining now either, just predicting).

I’m No Rolling Stone

A Tired Thursday Post does not have the alliterative quality of a Tired Tuesday. But tired I am. And, quite frankly, a little tired of Throwback Thursday Posts featuring my past theatrical endeavors. I want to make NEW theatre memories! However, as the great philosopher Mick Jagger observed, you can’t always get what you want.

This is just swell! WordPress changed their configuration again, and it is WAY harder to scroll through my Media Library. Admittedly, my Tablet may be partly to blame. The result is the same. There will be no Throwback Thursday Post today.

Will there be a post at all? Well, I have typed in two paragraphs so far. Waste not, want not, I always say. If I could think up a punchy, not exactly related headline, I could call this Non-Sequitur and drive on. If only my thinking muscles were not so tired.

I Go Running

I went running today, and I was kind of proud of myself, because I have been having a hard time getting back into weekday runs. It was not a great run, weekday runs rarely are, but it was a good run. I thought in lieu of my usual Tired Tuesday Post, I would attempt a Running Commentary.

I walked to work yesterday and today. I try to do that most of the time, so that the days I don’t run, at least I get some exercise. Monday was cold, but today felt like spring. Actually, today the walk home kind of annoyed me, because the jacket that felt good in the a.m. was way to warm for the p.m. I may have to start shivering in the a.m.

I wore shorts and short sleeves, which I found pretty awesome. I ran on a few sidewalks, where they were mostly bare and dry. I did not run very fast. I did not run very far, although I went longer than the 20 minutes I require of myself on these Just-To-Keep-My-Feet-In Runs.

I passed a few pedestrians. I asked a man pulling a wagon and a woman pushing a stroller for a ride. They laughed but turned me down. I complimented a lady on her cute little dog. I would love to get another dog, but I don’t think I will be able to.

I just noticed I began every paragraph in this post with “I.” How egotistical of me. Then again, this is a personal blog. I could go back and edit, but Tired Tuesday is starting to kick in. I will try to keep my ego in check for Wuss-Out Wednesday. As always, I hope you’ll tune in.

Blooms, Bald and Booze

I don’t know if anybody noticed that I did not post on Saturday or Sunday, but I totally had enough for a Scattered Saturday Post.  Perhaps I could do that now, instead of my usual Tired Tuesday.

I got up and went running.  Then I wrote a couple of postcards and called my parents.  It is nice to talk to Mom and Dad almost every day.  I did not talk long, however, since I wanted to get out early and get to Houle Flower Farm in Little Falls while they still had a lot of flowers for sale.  I did not need to purchase any; I was hoping to get some pictures to submit with my article for Mohawk Valley Living magazine.

I almost bought another bouquet.

After I got back home, I had my bald appointment at the Hot Spot Salon and Spa in Herkimer.  I blogged about that yesterday.  After I was bald, I met my friend Kim at the End Zone Pub and Grub, which had just re-opened the day before.

Of course we practiced social distancing.

The above picture is Kim.  After the End Zone we went to Asteroga Ale House, but I did not get any pictures.

It was a very fun Saturday, and I apologize for not blogging about it right away.  These things happen.  I hope you will all tune in again tomorrow for what may or may not be Wuss-out Wednesday.

 

Do I Have Rocks in my Head?

Today I decided to plant the Johnny Jump-ups I purchased on Sunday at A&W Greenhouse Gardens in Little Falls, NY (more about them later) (preview of coming attractions).  This might be worth a blog post, especially as I took a couple of pictures.

There is a space to the right of our porch (facing the house), which needs work.  Originally some really blowsy day lilies grew there.  Steven eventually  mowed them down a few times.  Last year we tried covering the space with an old shower curtain and some decorative rocks.  We used red, but they are not that color now.

This year, over the difficult to mow space in front of the no longer red stone, I put some dark garbage bags weighted down with stones.  This is supposed to produce an area suitable for planting.  This is where I wanted to plant my new flowers.  My hope is that they will jump up (which is what they do) all over the front yard.

I guess I did not wait long enough.  When I pulled up the bags, there was still plenty of grass underneath.  This proved fairly easy to pull up, so I had at it and soon had at least a small area cleared.  I dug into this area with my dirt digger upper (no idea what the tool is really called), and planted my Johnny Jump-ups.

Perhaps I need to buy more.

I put rocks around them, so I would not mow over them (no promises for the ones that jump up elsewhere, but I will do my best).  Then I decided to put the garbage bags back over the surrounding grass.  At least it is that much space I don’t have to mow, and maybe I can put fall flowers down later in the year.

I let the rogue daisies live.

As you can see, I have a lot of rocks.  I hope to do more landscaping things with them eventually.

I love the different colors.

I close with a different angle of the new addition to my lawn.  I confess to feeling a slight frisson of virtue for not making a Tired Tuesday Post.  As always, thank you for tuning in.