Here are the directions:
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 fun 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.
6 comments:
Well I obviously have a lot of memories of you - but I think one of my favs was the times that maggie and I used to come up and hang out and sleep over. I always loved spending that time at your house!
Well I have 46 years full of great memories. I would guess that my first memories of you are...of you doing my hair and just loving me. After being the only girl for so long with a house full of stinky boys you were soooo glad I came along and I have always been so glad that you are my big sister and my best friend! Sorry I don't have a blog for you to comment on!
I love you!!
Too many memories...isn't that what funerals are for?
OK, one memory is when you were yelling at andy & I & said something like "stop saying bad words" & we were like..."like what?", and you proceeded to make up a couple of words that we'd never heard before. Andy & I looked at each other with surprise & said "hey, those are good" so we started using them. Wish I could remember which new "bad" words you taught us, but I have your crappy memory.
My favorite memories always seem to come on Thursday's when a certain someone I know makes me something delicious to eat! Thanks for supplying my food needs.
I remember when I used to live in your basement/mother In-law apartment. It was so fun coming up and talking to you, and venting about roomies. You were like my mom away from home. I am so glad that I lived their and met you guys and became friends with angela.
I remember the first time you brought goodies to our office. I was like, "What the? Doesn't she know we'll eat it ALL?" And I also thought, "Is she trying to impress us?" But, I finally got it: you just like us and you're being nice. Whoah--like SUPER nice.
:-D
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