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Ten Years, Tired Post

Here I am on my ten year blogiversary (don’t know how It’s spelled) and about to make a pretty poor Slacker Saturday Post. I get so tired by thus time on a Saturday! I went for a long, hard (for me) run this morning, did some pretty strenuous yard work as well as a bit of housework, then I spent the afternoon adventuring with my friend Kim.

I took pictures of some of our adventures, meaning to make some good blog posts touting local businesses. I can still do that eventually.

You know I loves me some flowers!

We spent some time wandering around The Flower Barn in Ilion, NY. However, I could not bring myself to actually purchase anything. I was worried that I would not actually plant what I bought. After much debate and a couple of false starts, we had a nice lunch at The Saalty Dog in Frankfort.

Full disclosure: I did not see an actual dog.

Back home, I have done a little more laundry (need to do more, but I can’t always do the right thing) and a few other household chores. I feel I am making progress in that direction but do not rule out the possibility that I am kidding myself.

Am I kidding myself about this blogging business? I guess that depends on what I am telling myself. Right now I am telling myself: I post, people read, some people like it. Sounds good to me! Here’s to another ten years!

After and Before?

Time for a quick Throwback Thursday Post. I am tired, as usual these days. In my defense, I mowed my lawn with the non-power mower in the warm weather. OK, I did a pretty lousy job. And I am a big baby. You knew that about me.

Damn it looked good!

This is our Rose of Sharon in April 2017. April! At least, it was in the blog in April. Perhaps the picture was taken in a later month of 2016, because our Rose of Sharon does not look nearly this good now. Oh dear. And yes, I am obviously too lazy to go take a picture of it now.

A little back lit.

I overcame my laziness to walk out back and take the above shot. There is actually more green than I had realized. Now this post is less of a Throwback, but I do not despair. It can always be a Non-Sequitur Thursday Post.

Preview of coming attractions.

Here are our daisies in 2017. None have bloomed yet. In fact, that space is currently dominated by forget-me-nots, as I showed in a more recent blog post.

Just a couple days ago.

It seems this blog is a bit flower obsessed these days. I find that appropriate for spring. I hope to do some real gardening this weekend. I will have even more pictures of flowers to share! As always, I hope you’ll stay tuned.

I’m Terrified of Missing a Blog Post

Is it ever Tired Tuesday! What the hell, me? Never mind, just make a blog post. Can I make a Monstrous Monday Post on Tuesday? Maybe call it Terrifying Tuesday? I’ll work on the title. First I’ll look for monster pictures.

It’s scary!

How about Tarantula Tuesday? I remember watching this movie, but I cannot remember much about it. I do not have any kind of phobia or squeamishness about spiders, so it would not automatically be terrifying for me. Still, a spider that big would tend to be a problem.

Who wouldn’t be terrified by a movie called The Terror with Boris Karloff? Oh well, I guess not everyone. I do like this movie (I once wrote a blog post about it). I have another poster of it in my Media Library but an too tired to search for it. I tried to make that poster bigger but am quite inept at these things. I did find a picture of Nicholson and Karloff, though.

A dramatic moment.

Oh dear, I am not up to 200 words yet. I am tired and out of T’s. Is a short blog post is better than no blog post at all? I’ll try for something better tomorrow. Then again, tomorrow is Wuss-out Wednesday. As always, I hope you’ll stay tuned.

(Ooh, I did make it to 200 words!)

I Prefer It When People Live

I lying in bed with my Tablet hoping to muster brain enough for a Tired Tuesday Post but skeptical about my ability to do so. My Life Makeover is so far not so good. I left work with a wanging middle-age backache so did not go running. My back felt better after relaxing on the couch, but I cannot feel that knitting and watching true crime television advances me toward any of my loftier goals.

On the brighter side, we discovered a new to us show on Oxygen called Murder for Hire. I know the show has been around for a while, because I recall hmphing that they stole our name. You see, when we used to have a business doing interactive murder mysteries in the North Country, we called ourselves Murder For Hire. Ah, memories.

Anyways, the show on Oxygen is pretty good. I like the stories when they con the would-be murderer with a cop acting like a hit man and the prospective victim lives. Despite my obsession with murder and mayhem, I prefer it when people live.

I think I will use that last sentence for a title. It gives my post a kind of a Non-Sequitur feel, thus raising it above your average Tired Tuesday Post. Or do I flatter myself?

Short Run, Tired Post

My plan was to go for a run so I could make a Running Commentary Post. I accomplished the first part of my plan. Can I manage the second?

My back was feeling pretty sore at work, and my attitude was not in very good shape either. I wondered about taking a walk instead, possibly with my Tablet to get more spring pictures. For one reason, it might improve my disposition. However, I opted for the run.

I put in a load of laundry, my favorite multi-task. Really my only multi-task, since most of the time I can barely task. It was a beautiful warm, sunny day. No question I could run in shorts and short sleeves. This would be great!

It was not great. My body did not want to run. I did my usual trick of telling myself I only had to keep it up for a short time. Twenty minutes, I thought. Fifteen in a pinch. One mile. At the rate I was running, I figured a mile would take me fifteen minutes.

As it happened, I did a mile in barely under 14 minutes. I continued to run till I reached 20 minutes. It never got fun, but it always feels somewhat good to persevere.

I’m afraid I have not persevered to the extent of writing a good blog post. You should hear some of the narration in my head as I go! Unfortunately I cannot remember any if it now. Of course, with that being the case, we’ll never know if it was really good narration. It could have been utter nonsense and I am flattering myself. I shall not waste any energy wondering.

In the meantime, I am over 250 words. I call that more than respectable for a Tired Tuesday Post. I hope to see you all again on Wuss-out Wednesday.

Accomplishments Are Overrated

It is Wrist to Forehead Sunday, the day when all I want to do is swoon onto a handy chaise lounge, dramatically posed with the back of one wrist to my forehead. Note to self: get a chaise lounge.

I went for a long, slow run this morning, up a couple of pretty good hills. I did some grocery shopping and a load of laundry. I worked out in my back yard for a spell. I fixed dinner, did the dishes, then dirtied more making a salad for my week’s lunches. No wonder I’m tired!

All of this activity is by no means usual for me on a Sunday. For years I have maintained that it is useless to try to get anything done on a Sunday. Sundays are for watching movies, or episode after episode of Snapped. A glass of wine is optional.

I think the highlight of my day was the nap I took around 9:30 this morning, between grocery shopping and laundry. I was on the phone with my mother (I needed cheering up) and suddenly felt very tired. Mom thought a nap was a good idea. Always listen to your mother.

As I type this post, I contemplate the week ahead. Will I get things done? More yard work? Real writing? Mohawk Valley Adventures? Better blog posts? A little suspense adds interest to my Sunday.

Not Just Dead Leaves!

I went for a run after work, hoping to make a Running Commentary Post. After my cool-down walk I spent a very little time cleaning some of last year’s leaves out of the front yard. Then I took a shower, fixed supper, talked to my Mom on the phone, and generally got too tired to make a blog post.

Yet here I am. But do not despair, gentle reader! This is not another whiny post about how tired I am! Instead, I exerted myself enough to go outside and take a few pictures of flowers. I do love flowers.

Obviously I did not get all the leaves.

This is the lone crocus in the front yard. However, there is more greenery, so perhaps there will be more. I went into the backyard to check on the progress of the daffodils. When I was running I saw a bunch in full bloom, so I had some hopes.

Getting there!

I figured the circuses I had seen before were over, but I was delighted to see a few more, fighting their way through the treacherous 2020 leaves.

I have great hopes for getting yard work and gardening done. Of course, I will have to spend more time at it than 10 minutes after a run. Still, one has to start somewhere. I will keep you updated on my progress. For one reason, it makes a good blog post.

W(h)ining About Monday

Who me? Drink wine?

I thought I would open with a picture. In fact, it has not been a particularly heinous Monday. However, I am tired and disinclined to make anything but a Monstrous Monday Post. Can I find any good monsters to share? We shall see.

She’s so fine!

This, of course, is Bonita, our year-round skeleton who lives in our living room. This was her October outfit. I found the hat at a rummage sale. I think it is for a small dog. The black tulips, which I’m afraid do not show up very well, were made by my clever theatre friend, Jerry, for a murder mystery called Spring into Murder.

Another friend.

This is Harold Ghoul (get it?). I got him at a neighbor’s yard sale. I don’t know what they used to call him.

That says it all.

This is not turning out to be much of a blog post. I guess my bottom line is, I don’t like Mondays. I am embarrassed to admit it, because it is such a cliche. I hate to follow the crowd! Unless the crowd is drinking wine. Teehee.