Murdo Girl…I didn’t write a story

You are not going to believe this. I didn’t write a post today. No Connie story, no Brick House tale, no Murdo reminiscing, no poem, no rap, nothing about Fay, or Jerome. I didn’t make apple chips or Fern’s chocolate cake. I didn’t record myself singing. (Lucky for you.) I didn’t dig for old school papers, or tell other people’s stories.

Here is what happened. I had to have some work done on my house. Yes..the joys of homeownership! I had to do it though, because if left undone, this house would one day fall down around us.

Do you believe me? It is the truth. A lot of work needed to be completed. I have been dreading this day for over a year…and if you’ve ever experienced home improvements, you know how it is. If you make one room look great, then all the other rooms look shabby, so once you start, there really is no end to it.

Here’s what I did. I cleaned it…and I had to do it by myself, because Kip selfishly went to help a friend put a new sink in their kitchen. It’s funny isn’t it how selfish and selfless have a lot of the same letters in them, but are vastly different in meaning. A friend (Dianna), sent me something today that made me realize what a good Queen I am.

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*And they shouldn’t be made to clean anything but their Crown!

I haven’t had to yet, but I would. Usually it just takes a little hot glue. I don’t know if it’s a Queen thing or not, but I even wear my crown when I clean, and sometimes accidents happen.

When I was feeling tired and haggard today, I started thinking about all of you and how much you mean to me. You have all come to know me so well. It’s impossible not to I guess when I write 1000 words a day about everything I know and some things I don’t know.

Everyone knows I love funny stories, Murdo, Crowns, water towers, animals, Bings, funny animal videos, Queen E, family, family memories, travel, shopping at GW, Connie like anything, did I say Crowns? I love older people too. Preferably older than me. I’m sure I have left out something.

This is how I know that you know me. Here are just a sample of the wonderful things you have seen that made you think of me. I have tons more, especially if I include all of the water tower photogaphs. I included banners and signs, recipe’s and wonderful photographs.

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So even though my hands are raw from hard labor, I know how grateful I should be. I guess you could call me a Cinderella Murdo Girl Queen.

Yeah, I like that. CMGQ..

Well, I have to go now. I stubbed my toe on the vacuum cleaner, so Kip fixed me a cup of tea.

 

 

 

 

9 thoughts on “Murdo Girl…I didn’t write a story

  1. Patti February 28, 2017 / 10:43 pm

    I laughed out loud at your last line. You are treasure, Mary.

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  2. scoper07 March 1, 2017 / 7:31 pm

    I sure hope your toe is ok. Saving your house from collapse is something to be proud of. At least you’re good for another year. And you did all that while wearing your crown. Impressive!

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      • scoper07 March 1, 2017 / 9:37 pm

        Too bad. I tried vacuuming once and didn’t like it so I don’t do it.

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  3. Mari Jackson March 1, 2017 / 7:44 pm

    I agree with Scoper and I hope you had a Bing with your tea. You certainly earned it, MG!

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  4. sanjuan831 March 1, 2017 / 10:32 pm

    Wrong, wrong, wrong — you did write a story. This is why we love you! Even just hanging out at home you’re hilarious.
    What’s a “vacuum cleaner”?

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  5. scoper07 March 2, 2017 / 4:48 am

    It’s one of those internal glass bulbs that made old time TVs work. You know…when you watched “What’s My Line.”

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