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Don’t Waste Halloween!

Hello and welcome to another Waste Not Want Not Wednesday blog post.  My sister the author (Diane E. Young) believes that Wednesday is Wine Day, because of her book Wednesday Wine Club. It’s a good book, and I do not have a problem with anybody drinking wine on a Wednesday.  However, my purpose right now is the make a blog post

I think “or else” is implied, don’t you?

I took a picture of this specifically to use in a Waste Not Want Not Wednesday Post.  I thought it looked creepy and Halloween-y, but maybe that is just because I am kind of a Halloweenie.  If that is so, I do not mind at all, because it adds interest and amusement to my days.

A tree from this year!

I took this picture when out walking yesterday.  I suppose one could have too many pictures of fall colors but do not believe I have reached my limit yet.

THIS is what I’m talking about!

The real pictures I do not want to go to waste, of course, are the ones I took of the Haunted Library at Ilion Free Public Library (perhaps you read my blog post about it yesterday).  I just realized I have to get there today or Saturday or I will miss it!  At least, I have seen it with the lights on and nothing moving or making noise.  I would like to get the full experience if possible.

A very nice set up indeed.

I confess I never really decorated for the holiday this year.  I’m going to call it a rebuilding year, as they do in sports.  In the meantime, I have enjoyed looking at many trees and other people’s decorations.  We’ll call that a win, shall we?  I feel sure you will agree.

Now then, what was I saying about wine?

 

What Kind of Days?

It is after 9 p.m. and I almost forgot to make my Thursday blog post.  I am very tired and want to go to bed.  However, I am dogsitting and want to take the poocher out for his final business meeting a little closer to ten, in hopes he will not want to go out again at two.

A little more fall color, because I am still seeing some.

I had meant to make a Pedestrian Post, although I took no pictures when I went on my walk earlier.  I enjoyed what fall color remains.  I noticed one tree which had been brilliantly yellow only a few days ago is now a dried-out brown.  I always feel I should just stare at the colors, because they last such a short time.  As I was thinking of this, I heard in my head a portion of a poem which was quoted in the movie Laura (good movie, highly recommended): “They are not long, these days of wine and roses.”  I thought that was rather apropos.

Before I got too depressed about days that did not last, I thought to myself, “They will make more wine, and I can plant more roses.”  Someone will argue (you know who you are) that the actual wine and roses are not the point, but the rosy glow of youth.  To that person I will explain, with a nod to S.J. Perelman, “Shut up.” (S.J. Perelman famously penned the line, ” ‘Shut up,’ explained the policeman.”)

And now I am over 200 words.  I find that sufficient for a blog post.  I hope to see you all tomorrow on Lame Post Friday.

 

Help from Skeletons on Slacker Saturday

It’s going to be a Slacker Saturday and that is all there is to it.  I can’t even think of anything to say.  I can’t even bear to look at my phone to see if there are any pictures I have neglected to use.  Oh dear.

Somebody waiting for me to make a good blog post.

I think this picture was taken at an antique/second hand place that is now closed.  It is so sad to me when places I like don’t stay open.  At least I still have a picture of a skeleton to pep up a Slacker Saturday post.  And I see he is drinking a cuppa.  I have had a cup of coffee.  Perhaps another, or a cup of tea will pep me up as well.

A little color, for continued cheeriness.

I add another shot of fall foliage, because I am still reveling in the autumn colors.  I shall take a walk later, to enjoy more of it.  If I can manage to so bestir myself.

Can I roust myself out of the muck?

As you may have guessed, I am in something of a funk today.  However, it is early, especially for a Saturday.  I will try to get something done today, even if it is only to find some small bit of happiness on an October day.  I wish the same for all of you.

 

Oh Yeah! The Trolls!

I was looking at the Picture Gallery in my phone (gallery! like I’m some sort of artist!) and realized I never did a blog post about the Trolls!  I will quickly rectify the omission.  It must be quickly, because once again I have let time get away from me, and I have to be at Physical Therapy by two.  And I want to walk there.

“Relax! It’s only time!”

This mellow fellow reminds me to have a little perspective.  My sister Cheryl and I had a lovely time walking around The Wild Center in Tupper Lake, NY.  The map was very little help, but other people on the trails were able to direct us to trolls they had already found.  There were other attractions along the way.

Cheryl, showing off.

It looks a little as if she is being threatened by that giant spider, but she did not come to grief.  I, on the other hand, took one step onto that spider web and fell flat on my back in a most embarrassing fashion.  A kind gentleman tried to help me up, but I decided I had better just crawl to the edge.  There, a nice couple helped me stand.  I probably could have done it on my own, but I did not disdain the help.  My motto has always been, I get by with a little help from my friends.

Cheryl’s new friend.

There was quite a crowd there, but people were nice about waiting their turn to take pictures with the trolls.  There are a few shots of me with the guys, which I will no doubt share another day.

I didn’t get any of their names.

We took each other’s pictures in the nest, but I wanted to get a shot from the distance as well.

I see I am approaching 300 words, and time to leave for my appointment.  I just need to gulp down the rest of my afternoon coffee.  I am having a dreadful time getting things done, simply because I am not doing them.  Judge me if you are so inclined.  However, I have at least gotten a blog post done, and I thank you for tuning in.

 

I’ve a Feeling It’s Not Monday Anymore

I thought I was doing so good this morning.  I wrote my story about the special meeting of the Ilion Village Board for the Daily Sentinel.  I did some of the dishes (as the good Lincoln said, I can do some of the dishes some of the time, and all of the dishes some of the time, but I can’t do all of the dishes all of the time).  I looked for a picture to go with my story (unsuccessfully, but you can’t have everything).  I went to the Little Falls Y and swam.

It was not until nearly noon that I remembered:  I did not do my Monday blog post.  I did my Sunday blog post on Monday, and my Saturday blog post on Sunday.  Yes, it sounds weird to me even as I type it.  Quick, throw in a picture to pep things up.

Looking and feeling weird.

This picture was taken in October 2020.  I was doing a challenge of exercising for 34 minutes 34 days in a row to draw attention to diabetes, which at the time effected some 34 million Americans.  The idea was to post a selfie on Facebook with information about diabetes every day.  I usually included some Halloween things in the background.  I mostly ran but sometimes walked.

I look a little more cheerful in this one.

The bat’s name is Mookie Wilson, as was suggested by my sister Diane.  My late, dearly missed husband Steve won him in a claw machine, back when he was my boyfriend.  Mookie has hung from one lamp chord or another in apartments or houses ever since.

Crazy eyes, but they look really green, don’t they?

One more shot from that memorable month. I guess I can bill this as a Monstrous Memories Monday, even though it is almost noon on Tuesday.  I get my days mixed up anyways.  You’ll have that at my age.

 

Still Over 400 To Go!

During the Fall Fest Saturday at Bellamy Harbor Park in Rome, NY, I deserted my sister Diane’s booth a couple of times to take a walk along the path.  For one reason, we were in the shade where it was a little cool for me. A walk in the sun warmed me up.  For another reason, I needed the exercise.  To recap for those just tuning in, my sister is independent author Diane E. Young, and she was at the first annual Fall Fest to sell some of her books.  You can check them out at her website, authordevy.com.

A lovely view.

The first thing I noticed was a lovely older couple, walking slowly and enjoying the scenery and each other’s company.  Full disclosure: it was my parents, and I thank God every day that I still have them with me.  I caught up with them long enough to say hello but did not intrude upon their romantic walk.

A nice bridge.

I did not go very far after I crossed the bridge.  For one thing, my back was hurting me.  I probably should not have helped Diane move her table after all the books were on it, but we do not always think of these things at the time.

Ducks or geese? At least they were not in a row!

Naturally I took a picture of the birds on the water.  It was a nice walk, less than a mile, but I took another walk later, so I had a full mile towards my goal of 500.  I walked a little more on Sunday.  And so we reach our goals, a little at a time.

 

Tired from Trolls, But Waste Not Want Not!

Here I am, making my Wuss-out Wednesday post on Thursday morning, and I feel as if it is still Tired Tuesday, because, damn.  In my defense, I went with my sister Cheryl yesterday to see the Trolls in Tupper Lake, NY. It was quite a long drive and we walked and walked through the nature trail looking for those trolls.  I foolishly did not wear my Garmin, so I do not know how many miles we walked, but there were a lot of hills.

The sleeping troll shows how I feel, and a little bit how I look.

I will do a longer post about the trolls and the Wild Center, where they are displayed till the end of the month.  Right now I am too tired and only waiting till I meet my friends for breakfast in a couple of hours to have some of that magic elixir, coffee (I know, the magic does not work for all, please let the rest of us enjoy it).

Somebody playing a sad song, to be sarcastically sorry for me for being so tired?

I actually would not be surprised if the tune was a bit from Wicked or its sequel, whose name escapes me (I never saw either, nor read the book).  This is, of course, another Herkimer High School Senior parking space.  Perhaps that makes this a Waste Not Want Not Wednesday.

Mel Brooks, what a genius.

I was pleased to see one of the younger generation looking forward to Spaceballs: The New One, due sometime in 2027.  I admire Mel Brooks tremendously.  If you don’t know what I am talking about, I encourage you to look it up.  And watch the first Spaceballs, as well as Young Frankenstein and any other Mel Brooks movies you can find.

Well now I have babbled on for some 300 words and am marginally closer to breakfast.  I do not know why I feel I must drag myself out of bed so early when breakfast is not till eight, but so it is.  I guess I mostly wanted to make this blog post.  Therefore, I thank you for tuning in.

 

The Seniors Are At It Again

Well I am back to my old bad habits of posting early(ish) the next morning for the previous day’s post.  I had such good intentions yesterday (Sunday).  I sat down to make a poopy Wrist to Forehead Sunday post when I thought of taking a walk to pep myself up and make a Pedestrian Post.  Then I remembered the Herkimer High School senior had once again painted their parking spaces.  I could take pictures of that!  I set out in high spirits.

Maybe I’ll come back and take better pictures., especially of that one-eyed blob.

It felt so good to walk. This was a great idea!  Then I thought I should walk for two miles.  For one reason, my sister Cheryl wants to go see some trolls in Tupper Lake (cue jokes about dating prospects in Tupper Lake), and it is about a two mile walk.  I should be sure I can walk two miles.

A little better view of these two.

I went to the high school first, which my Garmin told me was about a third of a mile.  I tried to get pictures of all the painted spaces, but there was a car parked in one.  Also, as I tried to get more than one space in a shot, I don’t think I did justice to them.

Well, one does what one can after all.

My two mile goal had not sounded so bad, but my hip started hurting after one.  Oh dear.  It was such a difference from when I started out and it felt so good!  I decided to just go home.  But that little voice in my head kept nagging at me to go two miles.  As I got closer to home, I kept looking at my Garmin and pondering.  I went around an extra block.  And then I walked past my house.  I made it for two miles!  Yay me!

And then I felt too tired to make a blog post about it.  So I read a book, fooled around on Facebook, did a couple of puzzles in a puzzle book… And put off my blog post till just now.  On the brighter side, I am over 350 words and the post is more than just me whining about not making a post.  Additionally, I have several more pictures to share.  Will I make my Monday blog post on Monday?  A little uncertainty adds interest to my day.

 

I Haven’t Had Any Chardonnay

Oh I cannot think of anything to make my Thursday blog post about. I had breakfast at the Java Shop, just to give  a shout-out to a local business.  It seems I went to another local business recently, but of course I cannot remember it at this point.

Always a good idea to start with a good breakfast!

I walked to breakfast, walking a little longer than needed to stop by the ATM, and took an even longer walk back, just because it felt so good.  One might say I appreciate walking more after spending most of June on my couch, and that is true, but I have always enjoyed walking.

Something I might have seen while walking.

I quite frankly do not know why I took this picture.  I found it in my Media Library while looking for a picture of something I saw on my walk.  I’m pretty sure this is my street, so I saw it this morning and again this afternoon when I was walking.

Just a little color.

I close with a picture of fall colors, because I have been noticing some of those on my walks and drives (alas no runs yet!).  I do love fall.

I guess this will have to do for my blog post for today.  If only I can think of a punchy headline, I can get away with calling this a Non-Sequitur Thursday post.  As always, I thank you for tuning in.

 

Intrepidly Tripping Through Tuesday

I’ve had something of a stressful Tuesday, although that does not have the charm of alliteration.  That is my quite own fault; I am a victim of my own incompetence.  Never mind.  Let me make some semblance of a blog post.

I haven’t used this one in a while.

In fact, I was relieved this morning to wake up and remember that it was Tuesday instead of Monday.  Then I remembered I had yet to write my story about Monday’s Ilion Village Board meeting for the Daily Sentinel.  The meeting had been preceded by a Public Hearing on a proposed moratorium which is rather controversial.  A great number of Ilion residents attended, many of them voicing opinions.  It was a difficult story to write, but I managed it.

The controversy is over use of the former factory, but it is too complicated to cover here, in addition to not being totally fun.

I spent some time driving around Ilion getting pictures to go with the story about the regular board meeting, in which they talked about some abandoned properties they hope to refer to Herkimer County Landbank.  Back home, I attempted a little housework.  Eventually I took a walk.  It was a lovely day for a walk.  I made two stops along the way, to pay my school taxes and deposit a check in the bank (my payment for August stories for the Sentinel, by the way).

Right now I am trying to get my blog post done before I’m off to another meeting to cover for the paper.  This one is an informational meeting about a feasibility study for a road in East Herkimer.  I think it will not be controversial.

I don’t have many good Herkimer pictures in the Media Library.

I really feel like an intrepid girl reporter this week (older readers know what I am talking about: from a 1940s screwball comedy or cheesy horror movie).  I also have a budget hearing in Frankfort to cover on Thursday.  Will I have time for any Mohawk Valley Adventures amidst all this reporting?  Will I have time for more housework?  For the answers to these and other intriguing questions, stay tuned to Mohawk Valley Girl!