I’m missing Murdo. I’ve been trying to think of someone else Yram could interview there. She’s been complaining because she thinks you all see her in a bad light because she kind of botched the interviews with Mr. Thune, Coach Applebee (twice), Mrs. Peters, and Mr. Palmer. Geez, that’s a lot of interviews to mess up. I think she should have one more chance to redeem herself, but as far as the bad light goes..take your gifts where you can get ’em Yram. Bad lights can be a good thing.
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None of us knew it at the time, but Yram was actually at the all school reunion. She was in one of her disguises, but we should have known it was her when she talked, because of her nasal voice. Crack up reporters should not have a nasal voice. I’ve got to hand it to her though, she’s got hudspa.
Who will she corner first? Looks like it’s Dean Lindquist.
Yram: Hi Mr. Lindquist, my name is Yram Sicnarf and I’m a crack up reporter from Gun Barrel City, Texas. Mind if I ask you a few questions?
Dean: Do you mind? I was just getting ready to blow out the candles on my birthday cake.
Yram: Oh, sorry. Sure go ahead and blow them out. I think I’ll stand back a little. I don’t think I’ve ever seen so many burning candles. Do you think I could have a glass of water or maybe some of that punch over there? I’m getting a little warm.
Dean: Were you invited to my party? I don’t remember the name Sicnarf. Who was your Dad? Did you ever work at Dean’s Philip 66 station? ( You would think I was talking to Lynn Brost Miles..If she doesn’t recognize you, she wants to know who your Dad is.)
Yram: Uh, well I kind of worked there. I mean I hung out there a lot. Does that count? I must have been accidentally overlooked when the invites were mailed out. You sure had some cuties working there. Whooee! Where is that cold punch? It is really warm in here.
Dean ignores Yram while he blows out his candles and everyone sings Happy Birthday. Someone must have given her some punch, because Yram seems happy as a crack up reporter, from Texas can look.
Yram: Excuse me Mr. Dean, you asked about my Dad. Well, Mom never told him about me. About my being a crack up reporter, I mean. It’s really a sad story if you’d like to hear it. It all happened….
Dean: (Interrupting Yram’s story.) I really hate to be rude, but there are a lot of people here to wish me a happy birthday. A bunch of my guys who worked at the station are here and I’d like to spend some time with them.
Yram: Shuuurre you do. I’ll just come with you. I’ll be reeeaal quiet. You won’t even know I’m there (hicup). Who are those four cute guys over there?
Dean: Their names are Don Edwards and Eddie Jackson. There are only two of them Miss. Now, I’m going to go talk to them. You can come with me if you don’t say a word.
Yram shakes her head indicating she won’t talk.
Dean walks up to the guys and they all shake hands and start reminiscing about working at the station. Don and Eddie are really fond of Dean and are sharing lots of good memories. Well, it’s just so emotional, Yram starts to sniffle…but she doesn’t say a word.
Eddie: Who is that Dean? She looks a little familiar. I remember something about seeing her in a dim light. Or maybe I just remember her dimness.
Don: HaHa…That’s funny Eddie She looks vaguely familiar to me too. Her dimness, kind of like a dim her highness..Hahaha. Where’s your crown Your Dimness?
UhOh, I bet he lives to regret that remark!
Yram doesn’t speak because she’s a rule follower, but what’s this? She’s holding up a sign. It says, “I got gas at the station once. U2 R Cute..
Dean: Her name is Yram Sicnarf. She says she’s a crack up reporter from Gun Barrel City, Texas. I told her not to talk. She was really getting on my nerves and her voice is so nasally. Just don’t ask her about her Dad. It sounds like a long story.
Yram tugs on Dean’s sleeve and whispers something to him.
Dean: She wants me to ask you boys if you’ll be at the dance later?
Eddie and Don decide to say yes, because they know she’s easy to ditch. They remember her now. She was someone they ditched once.
And it better never happen again..Oh, sorry, I just got caught up in the story
Yram moves on to find another fascinating person to interview. She needs to get away from Dean so she is allowed to talk. Maybe there will be someone seated close to the punch bowl.
Yram: Hi there..Have we met? My name is Yram Sicnarf and I’m a crack up, cracker jack reporter from Rifle Butt, TX..or is it Sling Shot? Let’s just say I live in a dangerous place.
Lady by the punch: I’ve been a risk taker all of my life. I’ve been known to slide down cellar doors. I got 20 slivers once. I put them in my scrap book. FYI..that punch is packing a punch. Maybe you should have a cold beer instead.
Yram: Oh, no thank you, I don’t drink. Do they have food here? You know what I’m hungry for? Wedding cake… I usually have wedding cake when I have punch. Now why are we here?
Later that evening Dean is talking to his daughters, Karen, Kim and Tammy. After enjoying a wonderful evening of food and friendship, the guests have all departed.
Dean: Did you see that girl who was here earlier. Yram Sicnarf was her name. She was kind of strange. I didn’t see her leave.
Karen: She didn’t leave.
Dean: What?
Kim: She and some girl named Lav are out front. You know that convertible that Dave Geisler let us borrow for Murdo Girl to ride in the parade tomorrow? They are both sitting in it. They won’t leave. They both have crowns on.
Tammy is cleaning up as she listens to Dean and her sisters talking. Wow! That punch sure got drained. I filled it up three times. She sniffs the air…What is burning she wonders.
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Yram: Hey Lav..Don’t ya just love Murdo? Where else can you go and be treated like such royalty? I wish I had another piece of that wedding cake…and a little more punch.
Lav: Can I stay in this car all night Yram? I love this car. I like you to Yram. Even if you live in crack up, Texas.
Both Yram and Lav sit back and enjoy the beautiful night…and watch the M burn.
Those 70ish Girls 
You and your stories are timeless, MG!! The giggles and smiles are always immediate and long lasting, thank you for sharing your gift with all of us! I had forgotten I could be part of the triple crown threat, yippee!
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I think we need another group adventure, Pico. The Brickhouse was so much fun!
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You and your stories are timeless, MG!! The giggles and smiles are always immediate and long lasting, thank you for sharing your gift with all of us! I had forgotten I could be part of the triple crown threat, yippee!
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I had forgotten about this one. Such good memories. I thought Yram was hanging around the party but didn’t get to meet her.
I miss Murdo but these stories make me feel better.
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Reblogged this on Murdo Girl.
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👑👑👑👑 A few new crowns for you. Fun story❤️❤️
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Thanks for the crowns. You saw the plastic chip basket on my head tonight. Now I have crown hair all the time.:)
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I love you too MG and would be honored to join the “crown” ladies!! We could be a triple crown threat, will Murdo be ready for us? 🙂
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Ha..Ready or not, here we come!! Love the triple crown threat idea.
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It would be great to be queen triplets. Besides, I need to use this crown more. My family is sick of me wearing it around the house. We could meet in Mexico at Judy’s minus our pets.
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How did Kim Burns get to be my age? He was always a little boy! He looks like a twin to a friend of mine. He’s still cute, though.
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I thought the same thing. Portia looked great too!
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She was always darling but what a beautiful woma now.. I hope she didn’t take it wrong when I said she was one of those women who just got better looking as she aged.. Didn’t mean she wasn’t always pretty!
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If you had said that to me, which you didn’t, I would have been extremely pleased.
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I said it about you, but you were always so cute it is hard to improve on your past.
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I don’t think your sister likes me anymore. I feel badly about that. I really like her. I would love to come and see you. All of your pictures are cheerful and I love all the bright colors.
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She thinks your blog is a hoot. I think she’s been really busy. She hasn’t commented on my blog either since the reunion. They have a very busy social life and we sometimes go months without speaking except occasionally through my blog so don’t get het up, Murdo girl.
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And you are sincerely welcome to come visit. Perhaps my neighbors would let us put your dogs in their yard across the street. Would they stand for that? I know my dogs don’t do well with other dogs, even if we put yours in the front and mine in the back.. and also the front yard is the domai of Annie the cat who just got over my adoption of Morrie three years ago, let alone Morrie.
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I can’t believe you destroyed my anonymity. Now everyone will be after me to tell the story of how I got 20 slivers at one time in my legs and, er, other parts.
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It’s the price you have to pay if you are a risk taker like we are…
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Aha you mean the price of blogging (wannabe) fame????
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Fame alludes me, but I’m okay with that. I have no idea what I’m doing anyway, but you have the talent even I can appreciate.
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But who was the queen of the county parade? You underrate your fame. The main attention I received was when I fell flat in the middle of main street trying to take a photo..More like infamy than fame.
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Sometimes notoriety is a good thing. Did you get hurt? Someone asked me why I locked my car, but left the windows open. I said I wanted to confuse the would be robbers.
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You guys should drive down to Mexico. Don’t know how we’d fare with your three dogs and my three dogs plus one cat, but I think the humans would get along okay.
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We take our cat too. The humans would have a blast.
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Okay, into the pool now. You could be in the pool yourself if you would come visit!!!
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I miss Murdo too, Val. We saw the most incredibly awesome people at the reunion! Can we do it again next year/summer?
MG, you are a Murdo treasure!!! I laughed and enjoyed every minute reading it! You sure can find the cute guys, you’ll have to introduce me to them. 🙂
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Ditch me once, shame on them. Ditch me twice, shame on me. Love ya Mari. We’ll make it happen again. Next time I’m using the heavy duty tinfoil and we’ll get you a crown too!
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Okay. We will do a 2017 trip to Murdo! What shall we call it cuz they only have the school reunion every 5 years?!!!
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Oh so funny Murdo Girl!! Gosh I missed the punch. I should have had some. On second thought I’m glad I didn’t or I might have ended up in the ditch. The birthday party was one of the bright spots of the reunion and I’m not just talking about the candles. Another great blog. Thanks for the laughs.
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Too bad you missed the punch. Did you get some wedding cake?
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I never pass up the cake. It is all about the cake isn’t it?
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Yes, if you pair it with the right punch!
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I miss Murdo, too.
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Cannot stop laughing! That punch was potent. So funny about Yram being dim and easy to ditch and trying to interview Dean…it’s all great! I can just hear Lav asking to sleep in the red convertible. (As NVP, she always has national security and top priority issues in mind. She wasn’t even invited to the party.)
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Judy is the one that commented on yesterday’s blog about sliding down the Methodist Chuch’s cellar doors and Eddie, Mari and Don did ditch me. Yram wasn’t invited to the party either. Who cares, we got to sit in the convertible and watch the M burn..life is good.
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Did anyone drink too much punch and try to blow out the M?
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What are you thinking 07? Alcohol fuels the fire!
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As far as ditching you goes. We had just received a tweet that the snake dance was about to begin. We wanted to be in front so we could make the snake go like a blue racer on a cold autumn day. We were only thinking of the geriatric crowd.
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#urasnakeinthegrass
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You must have gotten the tweet too!🐍
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No one ever tweets me. I prefer riding the square in a convertible now rather than snaking it.
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Next time please use your fame and ask that the horses go last and not first.
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I know..poor Mari. It was kind of fun to watch you all navigate the landmines.
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