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.
7 comments:
I remember the sleepovers at your home were awesome. Jumping in the pond, sleeping in a tent, or in the treehouse. Haunted stories were told about I believe it was your grandparents home there on your parents property. Robbie showing up and you two fighting like cats and dogs. It was all great I miss those days.
I have a couple of funny ones...the running of the mice in the basement ceiling, making each other pass out at the old office, having dog food thrown at you while in the pond so the fish would go crazy, and skipping school to go skiing.
I remember MaRea getting very sick when she was a little girl and she got to miss allot of school. I knew she was faking it and I was ticked because she was pulling it off so well. Later that week when her appendix burst and she almost died, I realized that MaRea is no faker..... and that is one of MaReas most lovable traits, What you see is what you get.
Mark
one of my funnest memoris of you and I was when we went snowshoeing up Logan canyon. It was one of the most beautiful nights the moon was shinning down on us almost like it was the sun. My favorite part of snow shoeing that night was that it was just you and I. From about collage on I always felt so blessed that I had so many sister...and best friends also!
I remember going waterskiing and running out of gas.....then Sam and Kyle (well, mostly Kyle) had to push the boat to the dock. Then we got picked up by that drunk boater who pulled us to shore. FUNNY!
Where are you moving when you sell this house? Please say Logan.....
I remember when I left you at Willow Park when you were 5. We were there for Paul's birthday party of about 6 little boys who ended up playing in the stream and getting wet and muddy. I was furious! I made them strip to their undies and sit on the floor mats in the back of JoAnn's NEW station wagon. I was so stressed out that I didn't miss you till we almost got home. Then I panicked! There had been an exerted effort to encourage parents to teach their children to be wary of strangers. We did a pretty good job of terrifying you because when we returned to the park you were surrounded by a large group of people all keeping their distance of a good 10 feet. They had all gathered to help a little lost girl only to find a feisty little cat. They tried to help but you wouldn't let anyone come near you. You kept repeating, 'Don't touch me, don't touch me. Stay away. I'm fine.' You must have internalized my fear because I thought for sure you were going to be gone and that someone had kidnapped you. I was so grateful to find you still there, well and full of spunk. I have always admired your spunk, your courage in the face of danger and your total confidence to step up and make it happen - whatever it may be - whether it be getting your stainless steel kitchen appliances for $1200, finding the best deal on hardwood flooring, researching the best bargain on whatever you want, facing down a gunman in a back alley, or handing a Book of Mormon to Venezuela's dictator Hugo Chavez. I love your individualism, your sheer gut determination, your wisdom, being so grounded and having such common sense when making hard decisions, and your SPUNK which came through even when you were a little five-year-old lost in the park.
I remember the first time I met you guys! Kyle introduced himself, and then you, but he never said your name, he just called you his wife... So, for the next several days, I was totally stressed because I didn't know what to call you! A couple days after we moved in, Nelly and Kiersten stopped by to introduce themselves, and they had just been to your house, so they told me your name... Thank goodness! And, I remember going to a scary movie late at night when our boys left us to go camping! And, our crazy neighbor yelling at us all after our camping trip... Wow! I have a lot of really great memories with you!!
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