Saturday, July 19, 2008
Memory Lane
I copied this cute post from my cousins, Alicia's blog. Leave me a memory about you and I! First time meeting, funny, sad, crazy events etc.Here is how you play: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. 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.
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Oh, which memory do I want to leave? LOL. I can remember when we were little I used to put you down for your nap. I would tell you that the big bad wolf was outside the door and he'd come in and eat you unless you closed your eyes and went to sleep. And I did that like EVERY day. I'm surprised that you didn't have nightmares. lol.
I am going to post the same one I posted on Laura's blog because it is with both of you:
I have fond memories of playing with you and all your siblings at Grandma's house (outside that is)! We actually have a home video of us playing hide and seek when you were around 4 years old and there is a great line where Laura comes running up to tag the tree and after she makes it we ask her where you were hiding and she says with a fainting exhaustion, "She's still hiding in the car!" It was said with such emotion and we all love that no ones hiding place is sacred once you make it back to base! Good times, great memories!
Hey Stacie!
I just wanted to give you a heads up that Skeletor/Smokey/Kitty is alive and well. For a while I just put food in a bowl everyday and it was gone the next, but I never saw the cat. Then one evening Victor and I were in my studio when he showed up at the window and started meowing like he wanted something. So I went outside, and he just started loving me... he must have rubbed his face against my leg like a bijillion times. I guess he was lonely. So now we're friends. And every morning he meows at the door to the kitchen wanting me to come outside and pet him. He's actually become quite demanding. :) But I don't mind. It's much better to feed a cat that you get to see everyday than a big mystery kitty.
So how's boise? Are you guys all settled in?
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