As I was writing one of my articles for Mohawk Valley Living magazine, I referred to myself as “Mohawk Valley Girl, lover of local.” I think that is a fine moniker. Additionally, I think “moniker” is a good word.
Are you sensing a Wuss-out Wednesday here? I was thinking more along the lines of Mid-week Middle-aged Musings, which I have not had in a while. The point is, I’m not feeling well. I’m afraid it is that stomach bug I hear is going around. Well, I won’t gross you out with my symptoms (unless you piss me off, but you wouldn’t do that, would you?).
Thinking of my love of local, though, I am making a few plans for the weekend. Friday, Steven and I hope to go to Heidelberg Bakery for breakfast. We will purchase a couple of loaves of their bread to bring to Easter dinner at my parents’ house. It is our usual contribution to the feast. Later on, we may get together with my sister, Cheryl, for further adventures. She recently discovered a new antique shop. Of course I mean new to us. I did not mean to be oxymoronic with “new antique” (my computer is underlining “oxymoronic,” but if “moronic” is a word and “oxymoron” is a word, why not “oxymoronic”? I ask you).
I plan to run Friday, Saturday and Sunday, having, you guessed it, taken yesterday, today and tomorrow off (too busy AND flu bug, but I’m sure I’ll feel better by Friday). Perhaps it will be the start of a streak. I’ll see how many days in a row I can run. I am, of course, preparing for the Utica Boilermaker 15K, a premier road race and marvelous local event. I may do some other community runs this summer.
I will also attempt to write more blog posts of interest. More interesting than my abdominal ills and what I like to call myself? We can hope! Happy Wednesday, everyone.