I love being here in Murdo. I love being from Murdo. Murdo has more personality in it’s newly refurbished water tower than most places have in their whole main street.
Thanks Kerri Venard for suggesting I go see the water tower. Do these Orange pants make me look fat?
You might think I don’t know what I’m talking about, but I do. Not only have I lived in the great State of South Dakota; I have lived in Wyoming, Colorado, California and Texas.
It is important that I say something here. I have lived in a small lake community in Texas for nineteen years. Kip and I have been blessed with a group of friends that understand that friendship is a lifelong commitment. This group of people share birthdays, Tuesday night dinners, good times, and bad, successes and failures. They are there for each other no matter what! I have learned so much from this close-knit group about true friendship, which requires you to give as well as get. Pettiness or selfish actions don’t feel right, and martyrdom doesn’t either. There is nothing better than a true friendship and nothing worse than a shallow one.
I probably could have stopped halfway through that explanation, but I need lots of reminders. I don’t do the friendship thing perfectly, but I try to learn from the example of friendships I admire. There was a block of time during which I lost touch with my Murdo family of friends.
Earlier today, I heard a knock on the RV door and it turned out to be someone I had considered one of my best friends from the 7th grade through high school. I haven’t seen her very often in the past forty years, but when I have, the minute we start talking, I feel the friendship we share. We helped each other grow up, and sometimes it was hard to watch, but that’s the kind of friend you remember your whole life.
Does Karen make me look short?
It would take a while to find our Senior pics, but trust me, Karen has been in a time warp. She looks the same. I cut the pic off at the waist because Karen makes me look fat and short…and I was still wearing the orange pants.
Just ignore the John Thune sign. I can’t seem to get away from them.
I found our red convertible, Lav! The sign said don’t touch, but you know what a rule follower I am! Good thing I had the paper crown in my purse.
Excuse me Senator, this is my blog.
Well, I have people out there who are clamoring to see me. I just had a few seconds to dash this off, and I won’t have time to stir stuff up if I don’t get going. I’m already behind with my reporting to all of you who hang onto my every word.
Someone told me there is another Murdo Girl…get outta here!
No, I mean it!! Get out of my Murdo!!