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.
Resolutions and "One Word" for the New Year
5 years ago
6 comments:
Well...I'm not going to play the game. Sorry I'm a party pooper. But can I leave a memory I have about you?? One that always comes to mind is that time you dressed me up as Madonna, and we took pictures and you had me pose all serious. That was funny. And I still have the pictures! I remember your black poodle dog--he didn't really like me. All your Barbies and play makeup! It was always fun playing over at your house.
I am leaving a memory of you as well-I think it is way more fun! I remember meeting you for the first time. You were so sweet and had such a nice way about you I knew immediately we were going to be friends. Plus you have a fabulous laugh. I also remember being struck with how pretty I thought (and think) you are. You are one of those people that is always cheering for other's successes-you make everyone around you feel important.
I also love that you are the kind of friend that even if it has been awhile since you've talked or seen someone you can pick up right where you left as if no time has passed. That is a talent! Truth is YOU are a rare find of a friend! N
I remember finding out that you were pregnant with Addi... when you only had 4 weeks to go! I didn't know how I could be sooooo oblivious!! HAHA! I am so glad to have you as my friend and neighbor!
Hi, this is the the schwendiman's from the Jorgensens blog. If you want to see if we are family shoot me an email. schwendimans@gmail.com
My favorite memory is when we braved the holiday crowds, shopping the day after Thanksgiving. We were in Target and you got attacked over a scooter. Then while we were in line to pay, someone asked if they could have our scooters. I also loved the day that we spent scraping and left the kids at home.
I remember seeing you walk out of the chapel into the foyer looking so sad that one day. It stinks to be new in a ward! Oh, and all the fun girls nights we spent together!
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