Sunday, July 20, 2008

Oh, the Memories!

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. (Be nice....)

7 comments:

The Staub Squad said...

Who could forget the time we were to dinner together at Frontier Pies. You had ordered Lasagne. They brought it out with a gigantic layer of disgusting cheese on top. You almost puked as you scraped the cheese off. You even had to cover it in your napkin because it starting looking like a human heart(or something like that). I think you even said, "I don't know if I can eat this anymore." Then the waiter came out to our table and said, "Ladies, everything taste okay?" To which you replied, "Uh huh!" You big baby!!

SNOKAO said...

Haha, she did the same thing with me at Chilis once.

Colby & Rachel Mower said...

I think the best memory I have is just the ones of you and my mom going on morning walks, working out, garage sale-ing, etc. You two make me laugh...

Lars, Aubony, Haylee, Erika, Sophie, and Isabelle said...

Meeting you for the first time to go shopping for wedding invitations!

Heather and Scott said...

One of my memories of you is when you came to our house and one of my brothers (maybe Brett) couldn't tell you and my mom apart and called you mom. And when I came and stayed with you and we made all sorts of fun crafts! That was a lot of fun!

Kayla said...

You had just bought this HUGE bag of gummie bears at costco and you said you could tell what color it was by just tasteing it, and you didn't get a single one right, hahaha!!!

LaVon said...

We've walked a million miles and talked the whole way. How about those winter walks when it was -10, or the backpacking trip to Lake Constantine that nearly killed us, which we likened unto labor, how sweet the end of the journey. Then the aerobics at the church, weight training and such at Paul Derda Rec. Why does it always involve movement, and not just from our mouths. Thanks for the memories!