OK, if I do my Wrist to Forehead Sunday post now, I will only be one blog post behind. I had wild thoughts of doing three posts yesterday or today, but, well, you can guess how that went. Anyways, I have had a busier than usual Sunday, giving me a real reason to swoon (posing dramatically with the back of one wrist on my forehead, of course). It also might make this a Scattered Sunday post. You decide. I’ll just keep typing.
I went for a run this morning. I multi-tasked by putting in a load of laundry before I left. No hills, and I only ran for 25 minutes. Once again, I wanted to recruit my energies for Mohawk Valley adventures. I did not feel I had a sufficiency of them yesterday. However, planning said adventures hit a snag when our internet when out. Undaunted (it takes a lot to daunt me), I took our new phone book out of the plastic wrap and started to look at the Yellow Pages. Lots of leads!
Eventually, though, I just decided to drive to Richfield Springs and hope for the best. In fact, I knew there was a good diner there. I was hungry, having only consumed my recovery beverage of chocolate milk after my run. If the diner wasn’t good to write about, at least I could eat. Well, I think Cassidy’s (as I was reminded it is called) will be good to write about, but I have not done so yet (see yesterday’s post about waiting till the last minute).
I drove out of Richfield Springs, telling myself I would NOT go all the way to Cooperstown. As it turned out, I did not have to. I discovered Audrey’s Old and New, a charming little consignment shop. That will be good for an article, a blog post, and at least one more visit.
Returning home, I studied my lines for Morning’s at Seven, the play I am in at Ilion Little Theatre. I kind of lounged on my bed while I did so, making a nap seem like a really good idea. I did not sleep too long, though.
After getting up, I folded some laundry, put away the dishes Steven had washed earlier, and looked around for other useful things to do. Eventually I went to the store to get some food and yarn (not necessarily in that order). Now I want to return to watching television and crocheting an afghan, my favored activity for a Sunday (many other days, too). I see I am over 400 words on my blog post. That is more than respectable, according to my rules for me. 400 entertain words? Once again, you decide.
Mohawk Valley Girl 