Tag Archives: TMI

High Temperatures, Lame Blog Posts

Posted on July 4, 2026 by mohawkvalleygirl

Oh crap, I forgot to make my blog post earlier! AND I already used my “I’m MELTING!” picture earlier this week. Who knew I would be melting even worse today? I guess anybody who was watching the weather reports, which in fact, I have been. Anyways, it is Lame Post Friday, so I am just going to rattle on for 200 or so words, perhaps indulging in a few random observations or some half-baked philosophy. It is Friday; I checked.

There are wine tastings on Fridays.

This is a picture from last week at Valley Wine and Liquor in Herkimer, NY. Full disclosure: It may have been Thursday, Friday, or Saturday. They have tastings all three of those days. I believe they do not have a tasting tomorrow, on the Fourth. I did not attend yesterday’s tasting. I am thinking of going to today’s tasting, which has already started. It runs till six. I have time. I just have to put my pants back on (do NOT say TMI) (you know who you are).

I do not have mine in a row, by the way

I throw in a duck, because who doesn’t love a duck (if it is you, I believe you have come to the wrong blog, because I love ducks and often include them)? That is a duck I won in a claw machine in Boulevard Diner in Whitesboro and subsequently presented to my friend Michele on her birthday. I won a spangly blue duck in a claw machine at Friendly’s in New Hartford yesterday. It is presently residing on my coffee table, which really needs cleaning.

It is, in fact, too hot for me to worry about cleaning my house right now. Perhaps I can get something done after the heat of the day today or before the heat of the day tomorrow. Will it be worth a blog post? A little uncertainty adds interest to my weekend.

Back to Two Posts Behind: How Lame!

Posted on May 4, 2019 by mohawkvalleygirl

Yes, I missed my Lame Friday Post yesterday. In my defense, and I guess it’s not much of a defense, I wanted to take a nap before getting ready for a performance of Mornings at Seven at Ilion Little Theatre (I believe I mentioned the play I am in). Now I am up on Saturday morning, and, ooh, look, its just after seven. OK, that’s all I got.

Still, blog posts must be made; we’ve gone over that before.

I paused then to go to the bathroom (please do not say TMI, I have a reason for mentioning it). On the way back here, I looked out the window, hoping to make a random observation or two. Regular readers may remember that I declared Lame Post Friday the day for random observations and half-baked philosophy.

There is a what appears to be a fast food cup in my back yard, right at the back fence. How did that get there? Perhaps it blew during one of the wind storms. I don’t imagine I get many passers-through in my back yard. One day some little boys were climbing over the fence, but that was a long time ago. I asked them not to do that, and I don’t think those boys live around here any more. They would be unlikely to be carrying styrofoam coffee cups during the shenanigans I witnessed anyways (WHY is my computer underlining styrofoam? That is certainly a word and has been for some time!).

That parenthetical comment could set me up for some half-baked philosophy about what is a word and why does my computer underline some of them, but I am over 200 words. That is enough nonsense for a late, lame post, I think. Happy Friday and Saturday, folks.

Short Post Before Coffee

Posted on April 25, 2019 by mohawkvalleygirl

Last night I did not have rehearsal. I fell asleep on the couch then went to bed embarrassingly early. I will not give a time. In the interests of accuracy, I did not sleep particularly well once I was actually in bed, but I slept on and off and was quite grateful to do so. I have never dealt well with limited sleep, even in my young(er) and (more) foolish days.

In any case, I am up prior to 5 a.m., waiting for the coffee maker to drip. Yesterday I took a cup too early and it was bitter. I require caffeine. We shall see if I am able to make a blog post without it.

My alarm pulled me out of a very annoying dream. I was not enjoying the dream at all, yet I was devastated to be dragged from such deep sleep. I won’t go into details, but we were rehearsing then filming a kiss. I was either in heaven or hell (the filmmaker was not clear on which), kissing this person I was not supposed to be kissing. It was complicated, and it wasn’t even that good of a kiss.

In the meantime, I fell asleep last night before doing laundry, so I have to run someplace and purchase underwear and pantyhose for tonight’s rehearsal. Oh well, I guess I could wear crappy underwear and the wrong color pantyhose. Perhaps I would have time to do laundry, because I can put the underwear in the drier. Only I can’t put the pantyhose in the drier, and I need more pantyhose anyways. I could use a few new pairs of undies as well, come to think of it.

And this is what happens when I try to make a blog post before having coffee. I babble on about dreams and underwear. I know some of you are screaming, “TMI!” an expression regular readers know I hate. I hope at least you had some coffee.

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Remembering to Breathe

Posted on April 29, 2018 by mohawkvalleygirl

Oh, this is bad, this is not good, this is a problem. OK, breathe, Cindy, breathe. And drink some coffee. I think I will have to call this a ScatterBrained Saturday post. All I have done so far today is have a headache, wash some dishes, and feel nervous about tonight’s murder mystery. I came up with the headline just now when I was messaging my friend Kim on on Facebook, whining about my flustered state of mind. I typed, “I am trying some coffee and remembering to breathe.” Only when I typed “remembering” I missed the “b” (could have been clumsy fingers, but let’s blame my laptop keyboard; I hate for EVERYTHING to be my fault). I sat there saying “remember” in my head to figure out where the “b” went. So I added, “And how to spell remember.”

Maybe my headline should have been, “Where Does That Damn B Go Anyways?” Sometimes I just have to laugh at myself. Who forgets how to spell remember? It does lighten things up when you can see the humor. And a cup of coffee doesn’t hurt.

I have half my costume on and, as I had feared, my pants don’t want to stay up. They are fancy silk-looking purple pajama pants. I daresay they look fabulous, but there is no place to put a belt and anyways, I have them pulled up too high. Maybe I could tuck them under my bra (oh goody, I just made myself laugh again) (until somebody says “TMI” because I mentioned my bra; you can’t say anything to some people). My shirt is real silk, a black sleeveless blouse I rarely ware (YES, I remembered to shave! Talk about TMI: what a personal question!). I think my earring choices are good, but which socks? Decisions!

So I guess this is my blog post today: me dithering and whining. But what is a blogger to do? I have a show tonight! I hope I break a leg.

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