I stole this from Anna's blog...sounds like an interesting game, even though not many people read my blog! :)
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.
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6 comments:
I just remember seeing you for the first time in Relief Society at the Oakland Ward. You were so self-assured! I remember wanting to be you. You knew everyone in the room and you were always laughing. Next big memory (from before we because good friends) was of Robert teaching a dance class to everyone after Institute one night and you were his partner. I thought you were so cool for knowing how to dance like that...
And then, there's the nook. Oh, the nook.
We need to catch up! Are you working at the temple tonight? I feel a phone call coming on...
Let's see...I too remember seeing you for the first time in RS in Oakland. You were totally in control and had command of the room, so self confident. I was totally intimidated by you. :) But then we became friends and there was Rome, oggling Italian service men, gelato, shopping in Florence, Venice and gondola rides, the spa in Vegas, a trip to Kirtland and Sister Kapp, long phone chats about the two Roberts when I lived in Utah, tubs of Ben and Jerry's, temple hopping, box seats at the Steelers game, and then of course you raced to my side the night I needed you most. Lots of good and crazy times!
AH HA, blog stalker! It's OK to leave comments for your stalkees. As soon as I can motivate myself to put on a bra and brush my teeth, I'm going to Walmart and buying myself a Wet 'n Wild lip pencil in #666. Of course I'll have to come home and read the Bible before applying.
~Deb
Almost too many to list. How about singing "Jem, Jem is TRULY OUTRAGEOUS" in the upstairs bedroom at your grandma's house? When we were really too old to be singing the theme song of a wannabe Barbie doll?
Going to Gene Loves Jezebel and Flesh for Lulu when we were really too young to be going to degenerate concerts with no chaperones. (But that was fun!)
Overnight trips to the DC temple, Palmyra, Lake Erie. Youth Conference in Slippery Rock and then in Kirtland. Sleeping over at Nancy's in the basement and making prank calls. Years of talking through YW lessons and then our utter shock when the new presidency would not let us do so. Camp. Hoagies, pizzas and spaghetti dinners.
We had some awesome times!
Oh Sara, where do I begin? There was that year when we spent every second together, which started because you were a "home-wrecker" haha! You took me to my first concert (Marc, of course), and second, third, fourth, and fifth! Man, I'm glad I have you or I really wouldn't get out! We spent time in NY, Philly, Duck Beach, Kirtland, and DC (where we were herded like cattle onto the metro, good times). You made me a Steeler fan, which I will be for life, and you are the first person to successfully explain the game of football to me (thanks, I really do owe you!). I have so many wonderful memories of you. Love you Sara!
The other day I opened up the little hymn book you gave me on the day of my baptism and saw your testimony written inside. You were a good friend to me at that time and I wonder how things might have been different if not for all the boy drama that followed. Aside from that, one of my best memories with you is Laguna Beach and the trip down to Tijuana.
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