I've seen this game floating around on some of my friends blogs, and thought I would do it to (thanks Michelle).
1. As a comment on my blog, leave one memory that you and I had together. It doesn't matter if you knew me a little or a lot, anything you remember!
2. Next, re-post these instructions on your blog and see how many people leave a memory about you. It's actually pretty funny to see the responses. If you leave a memory about me, I'll assume you're playing the game and I'll come to your blog and leave one about you.
Have a great day!
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
7 comments:
I remember hanging and swinging from the doors in Whitney Hall, Aerobics classes where we were definitely the most coordinated of the roommates, and bringing you home to Vegas to watch the boys play rugby. Oh the days before real responsibility set in.
When we were young... I don't remember how old. Your mom told you not to feel bad because I was getting TWO dolls for Christmas and you weren't. She told you in advance of Christmas, then I got them from "Santa". I can't remember if we already knew, but we certainly knew after that!
How about sitting at the pool in Vegas watching the "call girls" get acquainted with their clients?? -Miriam
You won't remember this, but when you were about five or six months old you were my favorite doll to dress up (I was eleven by then). A guy had his trailer (like Mom and Dad's camper) parked up at the Husky station on the highway. He used it as a photography studio. Mom took you there to get photos of you taken. He posed you on your tummy, and sitting in front of a background, etc. just like you would get at Kiddie Kandids or something. Then he asked Mom to take off all your clothes so he could take some pics. I couldn't understand why Mom did it. I think I had just learned about the bad people of the world and how you should protect yourself. Anyway, she took off all your clothes in front of this stranger and he took pictures of you. Even at that young age it screamed "pedophile" to me. You know, a guy in a camper taking pictures of young naked girls. The pictures turned out cute though. You are wearing a red checked dress. I don't think Mom bought the naked ones.
-Michelle
How about our washington D.C. trip? Hanging out, riding the metro, getting icecream, going to movie, sleeping in the same hotel room with our hubby's!!!
Ok, my turn. This doesn't have too much to do with you, sorry. But I remember when Craig took me to your reception (first time meeting the extended family) and we walked through your line and Craig introduced me to Kenn and Kenn said, "Oh, so this is the Melissa I've been hearing so much about." Apparently people had been talking about me. It also embarrassed the crap out of me. But I got better.
I remember when we went boating at Utah Lake on the big banana that was mostly fun.
Post a Comment