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Who Me? Be Silly?

Even a Yeti needs to put her feet up sometimes.

I do not know why this stupid Block Editor will not center my caption. It is very annoying, and detrimental to my self esteem to reflect that I cannot figure these things out. Additionally, I am REALLY ready to return to ten fingered typing.

And now I am.  I moved to my seldom-used laptop, carefully poised on my dining room table.  It must, it must continue to work while I am on unemployment, because my login and password are saved to the site where I put in for my weekly benefits.  Of course there are workarounds if I lose them or the laptop dies, but I am so unmotivated to follow them.  Enough of my computer woes.  I was about to make a Throwback Thursday Post, hence, a picture from December 2016.  The leggings are still intact, but I have completely worn out the awesome slippers.

It is a tradition for Steven to get me slippers for Christmas.  I always need them, and he picks such good ones.  It is hardly a throwback to show the ones he got me last year.

Recently seen in this space; recently heard in my house.

Incidentally, once on the laptop I switched to Classic Editor, and fixed the first illustration and caption.  Now my opening paragraph does not make any sense, but I will let it stand.  It will make a kind of a Non-Sequitur Thursday out of it.  In fact, today is kind of a non-sequitur for me, because I was thinking, “Ooh, a Throwback Thursday would be nice, but maybe I can have a Way Back Wednesday.”  Then I said, “Idiot, it IS Thursday!”  I should stop calling myself an idiot.  It is not very nice of me.

You see, it isn’t nice to call people idiots.

Now we’re really mixing things up:  Friday?  Tuesday?  I don’t know what day it is!  And this post is getting sillier and sillier.  But why not?  There are worse things to be.

Speaking of silly…

Here is one more Throwback picture, the Reindeer Run 5K in Little Falls, NY, from December 2017.  I am the silly one in the middle.  The Moose made a reappearance at the Turkey Trot 5K recently.  I fear there will be no Reindeer Run this year.  Perhaps I could do my own personal run.  I have a reindeer poncho, and I can use Map My Run on my phone to make sure I go for 5K.  I’ll be sure to make a blog post about it, with selfies.

In the meantime, I see I am over 400 words.  That is a lot for a foolish post.  No matter.  I shall hit Publish and look forward to Lame Post Friday.  As always, I hope you’ll stay tuned.

 

Two in Utica

I took a drive to Utica today and went to two spots, one new, one familiar: Joseph Putrello Coffee and So Sweet Candy Cafe. This time I took pictures.

I had never been to a Barista Bar.

The Barista Bar is located on Genessee Street, in a space with glass walls. I sat in a mezzanine area and looked out as I enjoyed my coffee and croissant.

My view.
My view if I turned around.

I had parked behind the building. When I left I took an unfamiliar turn and soon found myself heading toward the Boilermaker finish line. I know where that is near! My friend Margaret’s shop on the corner of Varick and Columbia streets, the So Sweet Candy Cafe.

Yummy stuff!

I foolishly did not take a picture of the outside or the sign, but here is one of the tempting displays of treats. I noticed the Turkey Joints on top, a local seasonal treat. I wandered around wondering what I should indulge in. Nothing, really, considering my weight loss goals, but I do like to support a local business.

These Bombs seem to be all the rage this year.
Ooh, no calories here!

I had seen on Facebook that Margaret is now carrying items from Maria Vallese of Retro Sorrento. I was not familiar with her work, but I see I have been missing some beautiful stuff.

I greatly enjoyed my visit to Utica. I may have to make the trip on a more regular basis.

Joseph Putrello Coffee Barista Bar is located at 268 Genessee St., phone number 315-790-6719. They are open 6:30 a.m. to 6 p.m. Monday through Friday, 7 a.m. to 4 p.m. Saturday and Sunday.

So Sweet Candy Cafe is located at 531 Varick St., phone number 315-765-6463. They are open 11 a.m. to 6 p.m. Tuesday through Friday, 11 a.m. to 4 p.m. Saturday.

Just Type, Don’t Backspace

It is Tired Tuesday, and I have very little to show for it.

Well, what do you know, WordPress saved that sentence after I backspaced it out.  I am making another late post, by the way.  Last night I typed that one sentence (one letter at a time with the stylus, as I usually do these days), backspaced it out, and decided I did not want to play that game.

Full disclosure: I seem to be playing that game today, as it took quite a bit of trial and backspacing to get that last paragraph.  Some writers say you should never do that.  Write the whole thing, the advice goes.  Then go back and edit.  I’ll have to try that sometime.

I almost backspaced out that last sentence, because I do use the “edit later” advice when I am writing fiction.  Most of the time.  In those cases, I just go, the writing flows, my pen can’t move fast enough.  I really need to write more fiction.

Right now, however, I am trying to write a blog post.  I spent a good portion of yesterday running around not getting much done.  I was at a few local businesses and foolishly did not take any pictures.  Then again, I went years of having no pictures.  I shall post about those businesses soon.

In the meantime,  I am over 200 words.  I find that sufficient for a late post about Not Writing.  Please stay tuned for posts of more substance!

 

Monsters and a Murderer on Monday

I have a couple new pictures for this week’s Monstrous Monday post, if I downloaded them properly and can get them uploaded here properly. Regular readers know I am technologically challenged.

He looks sad, and I don’t blame him.

My sister Vicki tagged me in a comment for this one. I’ve never seen it before. I’m not even sure which movie it is from, but one of the older ones. My favorites are the old ones.

They’re not monsters, but they play them in the movies.

Vicki also recommended this one of four horror icons. I’ve seen it before but never saved it. Now I have. The movies made by these gentlemen are old movies now, but not as old as the first picture. I’m old enough that I remember when some of those movies were new.

Oops! He’s no monster!

As I was scrolling through my Media Library looking for one more monster picture, I accidentally selected this one. It is, of course, no monster but my sweet husband Steven. This was taken at a rehearsal for a murder mystery, so he may have been a murderer. I say close enough. Additionally, I mentioned Steven in yesterday’s post but did not include a picture.

I do enjoy my Monstrous Mondays, even when they are a little short, as with today’s. I hope my readers enjoy them as well.

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. 

 

Just a Small Beer Belly

I did not spend Shop Small Saturday going around to a lot of distinctive local shops such as I love.  In my defense, for Mohawk Valley Girl, EVERY Saturday is Shop Small Saturday.  However, this afternoon I did make it to one of my favorite local businesses, so I will write a blog post about that.

Where else to buy beer?

When taking a picture of the sign, I noticed there is a new business in the building. I’ll have to check it out.  But today I was intent on beer.

Beer Belly Bear?

How could I resist taking a picture of the bear?   Every business should have an animal out front!

It’s not just beer!

I may come back to purchase one of these lovely wreaths. And if I ever take up fishing, I can come here for bait!

It did not take me long to grab the beer I sought, and now I am home making a blog post about it. I hope you all had a lovely Saturday, and may you Shop Small this Christmas. I intend to. I wonder how many people on my list would like beer.

Just Follow the Lame

Going down?

I was looking through my Media Library for pictures for a Lame Post Friday post, and this caught my eye. It is on the campus of Herkimer College (formerly HCCC). Which reminds me, it has been some time since I have been running in that area. I’ll have to work on that.

Going up?

And here is the back road going up to said campus. Full disclosure: I do not have a good plan for this blog post. I’m just sharing pictures and typing nonsense. But I feel this is OK on Lame Post Friday. Let’s see what other pictures I can find.

And here’s a flat stretch.

This is a stretch of sidewalk I run along very often. I do not remember why I originally took this particular picture.

Looks threatening.

This is my street. I include it for the awesome grey sky. I love a cloudy day.

So here is the post: down, up, level sidewalk, grey sky. If you like reading into those things, you could make up a good story about what has been going on in my life. As for me, I am close enough to 200 words for me to call it a blog post. Happy Friday, everyone!

Yay, Rock City Runners!

So I did one thing today. I volunteered for the Turkey Trot 5K sponsored by Rock City Runners of Little Falls, NY. My job was to (wo)man an intersection, keeping traffic at bay and runners on track. I was assigned an intersection above the hospital. It was a quiet zone.

I figured me cheering on runners was quiet enough.

I got there early and paced around waiting for the runners. They were to pass below me on Burwell, run by the ballfield, then by me and on. This will make sense to those familiar with Little Falls, but I imagine other readers will catch up. So to speak.

See the haze in the background?

This is looking down from where I stood. I could see the runners but distrusted my ability to photograph them.

I watched for runners from this direction.

When the runners went by me, I cheered them all on. I wished I was one of them but know that volunteers are important too.

My view most of the time.

It started to rain and pretty much did not stop, so I took a shot that showed my umbrella, for which I was grateful.

I must say it is more fun to run than volunteer, but I do not rule out doing it again. For one reason, I know I am contributing to a community event. This one raised funds for two local charities. Yay, Rock City Runners!

Who, Me, Write?

I thought to myself, it has been a while since I have made a post about not being able to make a post. Ooh, I really CAN’T make a post today: I just re-wrote that last sentence four times! Yikes! My third sentence was going to refute the idea that I cannot make a post, BUT…

The fact is, I am completely disgusted with my inability to write lately. No, that is healthier than what I feel. Rather, I am disgusted with myself for not writing.

And there we have it. How can I write when I am clearly too disgusting of a person to do any such thing? Who wants to read anything written by a disgusting person? And so my thinking goes. Downward spirals are so easy to start, and even easier to maintain.

Intellectually, I know Not Writing does not make me a contemptible person. Many people do not write. The world is no doubt saved a lot of very dull writing thereby. Oh dear, that is not the direction I meant to take. I do not want to feel better about not writing. I WANT TO WRITE!

And here I am writing, and approaching 200 words. I can work on quality as I go. For now, I will call this a Tired Tuesday Post, hit Publish, and drive on. I will attempt to continue to write. Or continue to attempt to write. A future blog post may attempt to delineate the difference.

I Muddle Through Another Monday

These are my people.

I have been watching Deadly Women on Investigation Discovery and wondering what sort of a blog post I should make. After sharing pictures from horror movies yesterday, I did not want to make a Monstrous Monday Post. I did not run, so no Rumming Commentary Post. Perhaps a Muddled Monday.

Bonita loves to dress for the season.

Or I could just throw in a picture of our skeleton, Bonita. Her little friend usually gets put away with the Halloween stuff, but this year he had fallen on the floor and I missed him. Look how happy he is to get to stay out for Christmas!

I just put the boa and scarf on Bonita today. I’m afraid the gold scarf looks more like a pirate than a fashionista, but at least the color is right.

It’s a party!

I backed up to show a couple more of Bonita’s friends. We usually put Santa on the porch, but I wanted a little more light at that end of the room. Burt the Birtday Gorilla could probably use a red hat or something. I’ll work on it.

I did a few other chores today, job search and household. I have nothing major to report yet. I hope to wait until I actually have something to report and not make any cryptic Facebook posts like, “Time to make a big decision!” But no promises.

In the meantime, I am over 200 words. I say score, even for a Muddled Monday!