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.
(don't copy this part. i just have more things to say and am too lazy for another post.)
3. more vacation pictures to come, probably next week when i quit working and have nothing better to do.
4. i'm not going to texas anymore. sorry folks (especially you, jenni). it's just not the thing for me to do right now. instead i get to sit around my house all day and get good and bored so that i'll actually be glad when school starts. this may be a good thing since right now i'm still loathing the very thought of going back.
6 comments:
The first thing that came to mind was when you smashed your finger in the glider on the swing set and Dad had to take you to the hospital to get stitched up. Do you know how hard that was for him?
I know it said one, but I can't resist. The picture of you in my blue and orange moon boots that came up to the top of your legs. :)
This is random, but the first thing that comes to me is the first time I really meet you. It was Christmas and Charlie was giving me my gift and I knew the gift was from him, but it was wrapped so pretty and that was not from Charlie. So I knew you were in on it. So Lizzie thanks for the first and I think only wrapped gift charlie has ever given me. ha ha I think he's too lazy to wrap.
Didn't we eat watermelon on our Pocatello roof-top porch and spit the seeds at people? EHEHHEe
just coming to hang out with my family and visit. (ok not my family. me)
Hmmm. . . I was sure that I already put my memory on here. Oh well, here it is again.
I remember the weekend I stayed with you in Yellowstone. We went to eat in the cafeteria one day. One of the foreign boys was hitting on me and you gently, but firmly, informed him that I was still in high school and therefore, off limits.
Thanks for watching out for your little sis.
We were roommates at Yellowstone National Park. You were so much nicer than Leesa.
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