7.14.2008

Memory Tag

Tag! Here's the drill (This one's kind of interesting...)

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, copy and paste these instructions into 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. If you don't want to play on your blog, or if you don't have a blog, I'll leave my memory of you in my comments.

5 comments:

Jo said...

I thought you were gonna be much meaner than that, I was scared for a minute...seems as you did write a not very nice word in the dust on my car during a potty pass! I was proud to be that, though, back in that day! HaHa! Okay, getting serious...so I love how much we have in common, yet how freakin different we are! Crazy to think we started by sharing horses, bedrooms, even boyfriends! And here we are, with me getting you into my domestic blogging lala stuff and you dragging me to the lake to try to wakeboard. Were rubbing off on eachother whether we like it or not! Starting out working together where our friendship blossomed, I knew you were a great friend...strong to help me through hard times yet sweet enough to try to soften my hard edges. I do feel blessed to have you in my life (knowing how religious of a person I am this statement should say a lot!)... I can't believe you mentioned firefighter FILF! LOL!

Anonymous said...

hmmm... Yes, I remember Jack in the box - I loved their chicken sandwiches! (and don't forget 2 tacos with no lettuce, which I still eat.) I also remember listening to Pantera in your truck, having you in O hour (Mr. Lanners), and going to high school football games together.
Oh here's one you may or may not remember... when I took Cody to the emergency room one night - you were the one who took his blood (that was during the time when I don't think you liked me because of Aubrey, I think... then again, I may have done something!??) - anyhow, you know he ended up having a stone! They let him think for like 3 days he was just constipated! what jerks.
Good times.

Lewieville said...

Yes I remeber the lawn mowers at your house but I specifically remember one time I was at your house in like 3rd grade and Michael Bock lived down from you (right?) and we saw him out your window we were acting like he was some crazy guy that we were scared of. I also remember thinking you were so cool because you had so many medals from gymnastic competitions!

Hayley said...

pop warner cheerleading. you were the best because you could do so many tricks. i remember painting banners for it (cheerleading) at your house, jumping on the trampoline, and eating peaches picked off a tree in your back yard.

Anonymous said...

I have soooo many memories of us. The best was when we would ride on the lawnmowers at your house, or when the goat (or sheep or something!) was chasing us and we would run from him and jump onto the trampoline cause that was our "base." (The things that I learned about castration that summer will never be forgotten. "does it really just fall off?" heheh) I also remember going to gymnastics with you and always wishing I could do stuff like that, especially at the West End talent show! (When I was sooo jealous because Micah was gagaga over you...how dumb huh?) I also loved riding the bus home with you from school, but not loving the "super long" road to your house when we got off the bus...it looked sooooo long, but so short now. :)

I especially love the friend you are to me today. I love the wine nights and can't wait for the next time we can do pizza and white zin at your house with all of your beautiful daughters running around! (With one crazy Lucy.) I love how when we started to talk again it was like we never skipped a beat....and picked up right where we left off. Lastly, but certainly not least is how you make me feel so much better when I am having a bad day, or call you at 2 in the morning while you are at work to vent about people with bad hair and yellow teeth! heheh. Love you Jen:)

Em