I found this on my friends blog...I thought it would be fun.
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. 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.
These were the replies I got back:
Brittney said...
Hey! Too many memories to choose. The walking to the mall and shopping alot, to climbing down the hill between our houses, and your awesome family taking me to lake powell a couple of times. Those are just some of the many! Thanks for always being my friend!
July 28, 2008 9:17 AM
Stacie said...
Remember when we used to work at the photo lab and when people would drop off disposable cameras that weren't all the way used. We would take ridiculas pictures of ourselves and then save them! I still have those pictures. Those were the good ole days!
July 28, 2008 4:05 PM
Jenny Aland said...
Lake Powell is one of my favorites, when your dad threw Lucy over the boat when we wanted to meet those boys, so funny. Also, driving around in your red van, love those good old days.
August 2, 2008 5:37 PM
Lucy said...
I remember Lake Powell as well. All those PPI's with your dad! I also remember the Faith Hill concert I never made, and asking boys to dances together. We used some good ones!
Hey! Too many memories to choose. The walking to the mall and shopping alot, to climbing down the hill between our houses, and your awesome family taking me to lake powell a couple of times. Those are just some of the many! Thanks for always being my friend!
ReplyDeleteRemember when we used to work at the photo lab and when people would drop off disposable cameras that weren't all the way used. We would take ridiculas pictures of ourselves and then save them! I still have those pictures. Those were the good ole days!
ReplyDeleteLake Powell is one of my favorites, when your dad threw Lucy over the boat when we wanted to meet those boys, so funny. Also, driving around in your red van, love those good old days.
ReplyDeleteI remember Lake Powell as well. All those PPI's with your dad! I also remember the Faith Hill concert I never made, and asking boys to dances together. We used some good ones!
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