So I decided I wanted to be cool like everyone else and do the Memory thing. So here are the rules:
Here is a fun little game... leave a comment on my blog of a memory that you and I have had together. It doesn't matter if you've known me for a short time or a long time, anything that you remember! Next, re-post these instructions on your blog and see how many people leave a memory about you. It is pretty funny to read the responses. On your mark... get set... blog those memories!
One of the many memories I have is living in my old neighborhood. I remember always playing Night Games and always walking down to Albertsons, Fashion Gal's, and Seven Eleven. I loved that neighborhood!
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A memory I have is sitting at work talking about our pets for hours, lol.
I was always jealous of you when we were younger, because you always had a boyfriend. I always thought you were so much fun. I loved it when you would hang out with me and my friends (I know you felt like you were bothering us, but if you were, I wouldn't have kept inviting you). We always had so much fun together. I'll also never forget the time that you, Kristy and I were riding the golf cart around the church parking lot. I was standing on the back and thought it would be fun to turn around and face another direction. When I turned around, I lost my footing and fell off. My pant leg got caught on the golf cart and I was being dragged behind you guys! Kristy didn't notice, but you did. You yelled for her to stop. My elbows were really cut up and it hurt pretty bad. Right after it happened we heared the sound of sirens close by. I remember joking that they were coming to save me. Then you started to cry, because you were so scared for me. I loved that you cared about me so much. I also remember how sad I was when we couldn't live together anymore. I'm sorry to put mushy stuff in here, but I miss you way too much.
Oh Jenny is so stinking cute! That is a good memory. I have one where you cried because I looked like I got hurt (remember the swing incident), and I agree, you are just so caring!
My memory of you, though, is when we made the perfect omelette. Remember when we would sit there and perfect it? The perfect amount of milk/Egg, with cheese and salt and pepper? Whenever I make eggs I always think of our perfect omelette...sigh...
I remember alls those trips up playing night games, going to fashion gals, 7-11, all that good stuff.
I also remember when we were up visiting you were rollerblading to school, crashed, and broke your arm. We were all so worried when your dad called saying what had happened.
Everyone has sad memories... where are the happy ones??? j/k I am a cry baby... what can I say. I am also stupid and very breakable.
shannon---I think about our perfect omeletts too. We used just the right amnt of everything. I cannot make em like we use to. Oh well :-(
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