One of my best buddies, Dude, has a birthday on July 11th or as she has told me for hundreds of years… “a week to the day after July 4th.” If you are wondering who Dude is you can catch up on her many fabulous contributions to my blog here, here, here and even here.
You are soooo much older than me!
Ode to Dude
Happy birthday to my good buddy, Dude…
For as long as I have known you
I’ve never seen you in a bad mood!
We met at the mere age of ten
Camp Tegawitha was the name
White shirts and blue shorts…
We almost looked the same.
Dude doing the Tega cheer.
You measured in at 5 foot 7;
Me – barely 5 foot 2
I was on team White
You – the dreaded team Blue.
Dude (L) casing the joint at camp; angelic moi; cabinmate Stephanie; and
bratty little Sista
Before we knew it
We were together in high school.
Sacred Heart was its name.
We never gave a second thought to grades
Practical jokes were our game.
I’m the one with the hair ala “sun-in” and wearing the tablecloth…Rosie … way ahead of the trend in chevron… and Dude in bridesmaid blue.
Senior Prom pics
Dude’s yearbook pic…. don’t feel bad for her cuz she’s such a dog…
As the years went by
We chatted by the phone all the time.
Celebrity gossip was our topic
Our opinions we would chime.
OJ ran off in a Bronco,
Brad gave Jen the boot,
Martha went to jail,
Matt Lauer used to be cute.
Mr. Dude; Dude; Miss Ellie and Mr. Ed at the royal wedding of the Mister & moi.
Not sure when this was taken – looks like a couple of weeks ago.
So here we are
45 20 years later –
Our friendship has never been a test.
When I think about my friends,