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Slippers, Svengoolie and Steve on Sunday

I thought of that title before I had much idea of what to say. Full disclosure: I still don’t have much idea of what to say. However, I have two pictures in mind, so I do not despair of coming up with some semblance of a blog post. In my favor, it is Wrist to Forehead Sunday, one of my largely off the hook days.

Relaxing my tootsies.

Steven surprised me with these slippers last December. I was delighted with them and determined to only wear them for the Christmas season. For us, this often starts the day after Halloween. This benighted year, however, it had to wait till Steven came home (did I write a post about him being away? If so, I ought to have written another about his homecoming. Oh dear).

Be all that as it may, I put on my jingly footwear last night and posted a very popular picture of them on Facebook. I am wearing them again today. It is a pleasure to walk around the house.

One of my new favorite guys.

We watched a DVR’d episode of Svengoolie. I only recently discovered Svengoolie. Oh what I have been missing!

Speaking of missing things, I just checked and found that I did make a blog post about Steven being from home.  Well, he returned home Friday.  That is not so long ago that I have been horribly remiss in not mentioning it.  Full disclosure: the original title of this post was “Slippers and Svengoolie Sunday.”  I added Steven later.  I might worry that he would be miffed by such a thing, but I don’t think he reads my blog any more.

In the meantime,  I am approaching 300 words.  Not bad for Wrist to Forehead Sunday. 

 

Note to Self: Get a Chaise Lounge

Here I sit, watching Berserk, Joan Crawford’s penultimate movie and wanting to make a blog post. I refrained from having Lame Post Friday, but I am afraid this will be Wrist-to-Forehead Sunday. I would like nothing better than to swoon on a handy chaise lounge, posed dramatically with the back of one wrist against my forehead.

There’s my Joan!

I don’t have a picture from Berserk in my Media Library, so I add one from I Saw What You Did. I find this one sufficiently dramatic for the occasion.

She looks pretty berserk here.

I add this shot from Straitjacket just for good measure. Who doesn’t love Joan Crawford with an axe?

I think it must be pretty clear that I am tired. In fact, if I did have a chaise lounge to swoon upon, I don’t know that I have the strength to get my wrist up to my forehead. I say there is no point in swooning if you cannot pose dramatically. But maybe I can find another picture to entertain.

The middle one is me headed for bed.

I swerve into non-sequitur territory with a picture of zombies. Joan Crawford never did a zombie movie. I expect I’ll be too tired to pop in Night of the Living Dead after Joan is done going Berserk. But perhaps I can summon enough energy to swoon properly.

A Little Run, A Little Plug… It’s Wrist to Forehead Sunday

I have not done much with my Sunday. Then again, when do I ever? My Sundays are notable for being unproductive. However, I hope to at least produce a blog post.

Me and a Halloween friend.

One thing I did was go for a run. I have been running at least 34 minutes every day for the past 16 days and intend to continue till I reach a total of 34 days. It is a challenge to raise awareness for the 34 million Americans with diabetes. To elucidate:

34 Days, 34 Minutes of physical activity for the 34 MILLION diagnosed with Diabetes in the USA.
Let’s bring awareness to this issue that plagues our nation.
According to the CDC, more than 34 million Americans have diabetes and of those, 90-95% have been diagnosed as type2. “You May be able to manage diabetes with healthy eating and being physically active.”

RULES:
*Once nominated, your 34 days begin the following day.
*Post a “selfie” of your post workout sweat everyday for 34 days
*please nominate a friend you think will FOLLOW THROUGH with this challenge. WE ARE COUNTING ON YOU TO HELP SPREAD THE AWARENESS.
*HAVE FUN, work on you for the next 34 days for 34 minutes!!!! BE CREATIVE!!!

The preceding two paragraphs were posted every day with a selfie by a friend who had taken the challenge. I challenged myself, because I was inspired by her example. I added the following paragraph to my posts:

Diabetes is a serious problem for many. And exercise is a good idea for everybody! I am not nominating anybody, but I am encouraging all my friends and family to challenge themselves! Even if you don’t do the full 34 minutes or days, do some exercise and make a post about it! Let’s all encourage each other to be a little healthier!

The selfie was not after today’s run. The adorable pumpkin was purchased at Casler Flower Farm, which I would like to write more about (preview of coming attractions). For now, however, I am over 300 words. I dislike to tax my readers’ patience.

Just to add a picture, and plug a local business.

Asteroga, End Zone… Why Not on a Sunday?

This will be a fast Sunday Post,  largely because I have been having an enjoyable Sunday and do not feel inclined to further exersions.  Earlier this afternoon,  I met my friend Kim at Asteroga Ale House for drinks and food.

Why not have a toast on a Sunday?

Naturally I asked Kim to take a picture of me.

Kind of a cheese eating grin, isn’t it?

She thought I looked delightful.  Who am I to disagree?  I wanted a shot of the bartender.  I was quite impressed by her acumen, making sure people were seated to enjoy their respective games of interest.  She insisted I get a picture of her working, not a fun picture with a smile.

She was working hard today.

Kim and I had a fun time drinking Chardonnay and Reislimg, and eating calimari.  We went on to the End Zone Pub and Grub, where I foolishly did not take any pictures.  Perhaps I should return there for more illustrations.

In the meantime,  I hope this will count as my Wrist to Forehead Sunday Post.  I do feel inclined to swoon, dramatically posed with the back of one wrist to my forehead, because I have no further words to add.  No matter.  If something dramatic is happening nearby,  perhaps I will hear about it before my next blog post.  If not, at least I can enjoy the frisson of virtue from being above the fray.  I hope none of you will judge me for being in the prior group.

 

By the Way, I’m Watching Snapped

It is that moment on a Sunday when I have to make a blog post or miss a day.  That is why I call it Wrist to Forehead Sunday, when I would prefer to swoon upon a handy chaise lounge, dramatically posed, because it is all Just Too Much.  We all know I am something of a drama queen.  I embrace it.

I have not personally reached my own breaking point, I hope.

It has not been an especially heinous Sunday.  The temperature is too warm for my liking, but you’ll have that in August.  I have Snapped on the television and a glass of wine handy, which a Facebook meme assures me is appropriate for the day.

But this is how I feel.

Here is my skeleton Bonita, striking a dramatic pose.  Looking at her, I wonder if I should not go back on the South Beach Diet.  Points to ponder.

Don’t whine! Wine!

This is obviously not August, as I am far too warmly dressed.  However, I thought I would include a cheerier picture.  I don’t spend my entire Sunday swooning around, lamenting the imminent return of Monday.  For one reason, I am grateful I have a job to go to tomorrow, so just don’t start with me, you Just Be Thankful Thats (you know who you are)!

In any case, I see I am over 200 words.  Happy Sunday, everyone!

 

Salsa and Snapped on Wrist to Forehead Sunday

And so it is time for my Wrist to Forehand Sunday post.  For anyone just tuning in, this is the day I swoon, dramatically posed with the back of one wrist to my forehead, because it is all Just Too Much for me.  My only regret is that I do not have a chaise lounge to swoon upon.

Full disclosure:  I have never actually swooned in my life, and things have so far never been Just Too Much for me.  OK, sometimes I have felt they were, but yet, here we are.  So anyways, let’s get on with the blog post.

A great place for produce!

One of the few useful things I did today was to drive to Little Falls to AW Greenhouse Gardens for a red onion.  I wanted it to make some salsa with the rest of the Roma tomatoes I got there last week.  I also impulse bought some blackberries.  It is the end of their season.

I did make the salsa, adding to the day’s usefulness.  Earlier I had gone running and done a few more household chores, so one could argue that I am not so useless after all.  However, I am no hand at argument.

One could argue that this is a creepy image.

Under the heading The Devil Made Me Do It, I was scrolling through my Media Library looking for a Snapped logo and came across this picture of Nosferatu that I really wanted to share.  Does it fit with today’s post?  Discuss amongst yourselves.

Here is a Snapped logo!

We have been watching Snapped for most of the day.  I just can’t get enough of True Crime.

At least he is wearing the same shirt today.

I wanted to end on a picture featuring a glass of wine, because I have been enjoying a sip or two today.  This is my husband Steven at the Waterfront Grille in Herkimer, NY.  It may even have been a Sunday.

No matter.  Today is Sunday.  Let us all relax.  I may even have another glass of wine.

 

I’m Hot for Snapped

I myself have not snapped. Yet.

Our part of Herkimer County is under a heat advisory:  oppressive humidity with heat index into triple digits. Yes, yes, I know: folks in southern states experience worse and more often.  Hey, I lived in Georgia for a while; I’ve experienced these things.  I could still be a heat injury in New York State.

I knew we would spend most of the afternoon lounged near fans, watching television.  I did manage a nice, long run this morning.  I got out there right around sunrise, and it was 79 degrees already.  Or was it 69?  I did note down the number at the time.

Mostly we have been watching Snapped.  According to Oxygen, Sundays were made for SnappedSnapped and a glass of wine, says one meme I saw.  Full disclosure: I am forgoing the wine today, in pursuit of my weight loss goals.  I enjoy Snapped just as much without it.

It is a Scorned Lovers Marathon.  This is what I like:  a nice, personal murder for a good reason, like jealousy or greed.  Sometimes both motives are at play.  Good times.  Yes, my tastes are macabre.  Is that a problem?

So this is my Wrist to Forehead Sunday Post,  just a little rattling on about some True Crime television during a heat wave.  At least I am over 200 words.  Happy Sunday, and keep cool!

 

Enjoying What’s Left of Vacation

Oh Kitty, you’re just making your Monday worse!

Time to make my Wrist to Forehead Sunday Post.  I am at the end of two weeks off.  Truth be known, I would not have chosen the first two weeks of July for my vacation. Still, time off work is time off work.  I managed to enjoy myself.

It is not heinous to return to work.  For one reason, I enjoy the possibility that getting back into a routine will help me accomplish a few things.  Yes, this is how I am:  when I am at work, I think, “Oh, if only I had time!”  When I have time, I think, “Oh, how I need routine!”  Will I ever get anything done?  We’ll see.

“One more thing!”

Earlier we were watching Colombo.  We have Season 1 on DVD.  We must get more!

Haven’t we all at one time or another?

Before Columbo, we enjoyed a few episodes of Snapped.  I am always happy when I can catch an episode I have not already seen.

How have I never found this photo before?

We are now watching The Big Chill, a mellow movie with a great soundtrack.  I call it a Sunday Night Movie, because to me it feels right to watch it on a Sunday night.  I can’t tell you why.

In any case, I am over 200 words, which regular readers know I call respectable.  I shall now get back to enjoying the movie and what is left of my Sunday.  I hope to see you all on Monstrous Monday.

 

Shall We Blame My Attitude?

I have long maintained that it was useless to try to get anything done on a Sunday.  Once again, I have proven myself right.

Oh, I know all about self-fulfilling prophecies.  And please do not say, “Well, you never will with that attitude.”  For heaven’s sake, by that reasoning everybody can do anything they want if they only want it bad enough.  But let me not digress into these philosophical arguments with imaginary opponents.

I went for a long run this morning up a fairly challenging hill.  My first intent was to go for a slow, leisurely run, maybe even not very long, but I changed my mind as I went.  I told myself I could just run up the hill very slowly. Not that I ever at any time run very fast.

After a shower and breakfast, I made a tossed salad for the week.  I realized once again that my weight loss goals are more like daydreams, so once again I will renew my efforts at healthy eating.  Then I went to T & J’s Fruits and Vegetables for more tomatoes to make a macaroni salad,  which eventually I did.  More calories than the tossed salad, but so yummy and seasonal!

In the afternoon, I went with my friend Kim to the End Zone Pub and Grub.  We drank wine and I ordered the hamburger I had been craving for days.  I had French fries too, especially since Kim wanted to share those.  What was I saying about weight loss daydreams?  Oh well, as they say, tomorrow is another day.

Speaking of daydreams, you may have noticed that at no time did I mention writing.  I tried but failed.  I wrote a few paragraphs in the TV Journal and that was it.  But I mean to persevere.  At least I have managed a 300 word blog post.  An entertaining blog post?  Let’s not ask for miracles, not with my attitude.

 

Wrist to Svengoolie

I did say “no promises” about a better post on Sunday, didn’t I?  I guess it’s always No Promises for Mohawk Valley Girl.  But I am making my post on Sunday and not early Monday morning, so there’s that.

Yeah, what she said.

So it is Wrist to Forehead Sunday.  Yes, I am a little sad that tomorrow is Monday.  Of course I want another day off, who wouldn’t?   Yes, yes, I am happy to be back at work, I am grateful to have a job. Cannot one feel ambivalent about these things?  Sheesh!

I love this guy!

Earlier we watched a DVR’d episode of Svengoolie.  Fun!  It was the original Frankenstein, an excellent piece of cinema. James Whale, the director, was a genius. And Boris Karloff was, of course, wonderful.  However, I prefer it when I can hear Karloff’s mellifluious voice.  “Every Who down in Whoville liked Christmas a lot…”

The best!

Right now we are looking at Watch on the Rhine, another DVR’d feature.

The definitive monster.

I thought I had a picture of Bette Davis in Watch on the Rhine, but apparently I do not.  However, I found a shot of Karloff in Frankenstein.  I think that is even better.

I Ser I am over 200 words, so I shall return to enjoying my Sunday (as opposed to regretting my two day weekend).  As always, thank you for tuning in.