Aaahhh memories! if i ever find myself in the dentists chair, in labor, or waiting long hours in the er, i use the memory of fun and even embarassing moments to pass the time. i think of beautiful hikes, funny things my kids have said, mischievous teenage behavior, heck, and why not revel in that awkward first kiss one more time. so reading all of your blog rouses up old memories and fun times. let's play a little game! here's a list of memories in random order, let's see if you can guess which is you! so the burning question is..... DO YOU REMEMBER WHEN......?
1. .....we used to say "grubbin', and 311 was our favorite band by proxy, and adam, sean, and greg were our brothers, and listening to one roommates first kiss story was the most exciting thing that happened all semester?
2. .....we took a swing on the rope swing, rode four wheelers across the mountain, and you tried to convince us that a dip in Lloyd's would be better with no clothes on?
3. ......we sunbathed on top of the "turtle" and got caught by the entire football team?
4. ......we convinced our mom's that we could handle Fred Meyer on our own, snuck some bikini's into the changing room to try them on (scandalous) and you peed your pants in my shoe before we could even complete the mischief., we shaved our legs in pantyhose.
5. .......we climbed a tree with a bag of rocks to scare of all of our dogs potential "suitors"
6. .......we went shopping at the gap outlet in cinncinnati and a group of college boys pulled up beside us on the freeway and held up a sign that said, "show us your boobs."
7. .......we spent hours discussing my need to chop my hair just like yours, you told me great storie about your colorfully named roommates, you told me how to organize my shirts by color, you became not just my little sisters friend, but mine.
8. ..... we made doll clothes, a doll house out of a cardboard box, we laid on the side walk and kicked our legs in the air when cars passed by, we snuck on top of wagon wheel and threw water balloons at passers by, we "made it ourselves with wool" we slapped many boys, we dated all of blanding, we had each others backs, we slept on temple square and through general conference, we spent all of our free time discovering e-mail and it's use in our dating efforts in blanding.
9. .....i cheered for you and your "broken" hip at cross country meets, and i cheered for you when i saw you running in monticello 10 years later.. at the same pace.
10. ......you and your mom were quinton's biggest fans, and i was yours, girls b-ball ruled and you could outshoot any boy. bet ya still can.
11. .....we swapped teary stories in my living room a midst crying babies and snotty noses. we ate dinner once a week at chili's.
12. ..... we lived for book club, and a good run. i understood your tears and admired your courage, we had cinnamon/marshmellow rolls for thanksgiving, we stayed up late on new years, and ate shrimp and the best cocktail sauce on earth, we shook our heads at handle bar mustaches, wait we still do that.
13. .....we fought over who would be the queen of "the nut squad"
14. ......you had a pair of pink sneakers and a pair of blues ones and a v-neck pink sweater i coveted, we were the three musketeers, we hid in your bushes and threw water balloons at cars. we watched "mahana you ugly" on the big screen on the b-ball court, the b-ball team took state and we all wore orange vests.
15. ......we hiked across 3 miles of asphalt once a week all summer with 5 kids, two double strollers, 15 beach towels, a gallon of sunscreen and our only reward was the six flags beach. great conversations.
16. .......we tackled the crazy Lousiville 2nd ward primary... and won!
17. ....I was self-righteous and you were just cool. i wore all your clothes cause i spent all my money on one (ugly) shirt, i cried everytime you crossed the finish line, i stared at you til you woke up just to make you mad, we dated blanding boys (but only you kissed 'em) we hiked n. creek and rode bikes around town with jake, we flirted and ate our way through vegas, we were neighbors.
mostly my memories, hope that wasn't too indulgent. so what do you remember?
8 comments:
hey....this is WAY early, but I want to start putting the bug in peoples ears about Mike's SURPRISE 30th birthday.
I don't know if you guys get out of Alaska much, but if you do, it would be awesome if you guys could come! We'd love to see you guys and Mike would love to have Mike there! Saturday May 16th, casino night! The idea is to have people fly in friday night, guys golf saturday afternoon while girls set up the party and have our own fun then people could head back home sunday. A quick and fun adult getaway! Think about it!!!!!
I wish that all of those memories were mine and yours...miss you so much mags. After this year I vow that there will be no more missed memories...we can finally make them again. And for the record that thing with Spencer was a kiss (wasn't it?)
I had forgotten about laying on the sidewalk. How did I forget that? So dang funny! And wasn't there a name for that? I loved all those memories.
I knew who most of those memories were with because I watched you pretty closely like most little sisters watch their big sister and I wanted to be apart of them all. I still think we should of skinny dipped that day, (there is always a next time!!!) but running into the lake holding hands was classic. I love you Mags. Thanks for all the memories past, present, and future. I love my sisters!
p.s. Tris isn't the only one that kissed a blanding boy. I kissed 2, why I don't know, but I did.
Ahh chucking rocks at horny dogs those were the good ol day Mags. I laughed pretty hard reading that I forot we did that. Thanks for jogging my memory. "I didnt mean to jog him so hard" hehehe
ben
i am so glad you did not kiss a blanding boy.
Mags,
Do you remember when we celebrated your birthday at that little sandwich place off Hurstbourne and as I was lighting your birthday cake, I caught my boob on fire? I was thinking about that the other day and couldn't help but LOL. And yes, I remember when we lived for bookclub, and would run, and how thankful I am for you...what a perfect shoulder to cry on. Those dang handlebar mustaches. Some things never change...
I miss you Mags and wish so badly we could make more memories together. (but lighting my boobs on fire is one I don't think I want to repeat...)
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