Just Having a Sit-Along

Today has been non-stop meetings, work, and networking, but it’s been fun. After working at my actual job all morning, we had another wildflower brochure meeting at the Hermit Haus.

I’m almost done with the brochure, thanks to lots of proofreading help. You can never see all your own typos. And I don’t spell in Latin well!

I took more Master Naturalist friends around the office, then some of us repaired to the Dutchtowne Deli for lunch. We had been talking about how we miss just hanging around and talking about things with each other, when John said that what we needed was to have a regular “sit-along,” (though that may not be the actual word he used, but I like it anyway).

Practicing our sitting and chatting after lunch.

So, after the meal, we hung out and chatted. Lee showed up and took some pictures of us after most folks had left. As you can see, we really did have fun.

Ann makes me laugh. She knows so many stories.

As we left, we passed a table full of every guy who wears a tie in Cameron. That’s the County Judge, the DA, a bunch of lawyers and a banker. That was a real power table. I had to thank Judge Young for mentioning our dog shelter needs in the newspaper, but that gave him a chance to invite Lee to some economic thing. Movers and shakers, we are.

Honestly, the best thing about living in a small town is knowing people who can accomplish things, and knowing they’ll listen to you. The government is not nameless and faceless. It’s people you know.

Next…

As if the sit-along wasn’t fun enough, we sought out fun at the local bank, where Lee, Kathleen, and I had to fill out our signature cards for our fine new Hearts Homes and Hands checking account, oh boy! That sounds easy, but when there is just one teller and one person who can do check cards, you end up waiting a lot.

We spent some time appreciating a display of a life-size cut-out of the bank president pretending to make a very realistic fake pizza.

He looks real and so does the pizza.

Our waiting was made more enjoyable by the actual bank president, Ricky, showing up to pose with himself. Fake Ricky’s eyes follow you around, so he’s a little creepy, but apparently he’s started in many displays. Kids love it.

Ricky would not stand next to Fake Ricky.

By the time we were done I was really late to my next meeting, but I was smiling. A good sit-along will do that.

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Author: Sue Ann (Suna) Kendall

The person behind The Hermits' Rest blog. I work with Hermit Haus Redevelopment to help people quickly sell their houses. I do their social media! I'm a certified Texas Master Naturalist and love the nature of Milam County. I'm also a tech writer in Austin, secretly.

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