Friday, July 11, 2008

A walk down memory lane

*I got this off of my friend Mia's blog and LOVED the idea.*

1. Leave a comment on my blog. In the comment, recall one memory that you and I had together. It doesn't matter if you knew me a little or a lot, anything you remember! Let's keep it clean. My mom reads my blog. :)

2. Next, re-post these instructions on your blog and see how many people leave a memory about you. If you don't have a blog, still leave me a memory and I'll e-mail you a memory from our past.You have nothing better to do right?

7 comments:

Mama Mia said...

You and I have the same memory of each other! I remember your first day at church you were so Friendly! I have also been so amazed at how strong you are being a single mom most of the time...how driven you are with your schooling and all mom activities...and how supportive you are of your kids!

Kim said...

Wow, I don't know which memory to leave. Since we have been friends since birth, how do I choose. We use to meet "at the corner" and we use to switch shoes when we were really little. And we loved to sleep on the trampoline. And, of course, there was that time we got kicked out of Albertsons because we were video taping in the store. :)

ray said...

I will never forget when I was tutoring you in math while you were pregnant with Natalie and you would have to periodically run to the bathroom to puke, then jump right back into the math problem. Now that's dedication. You probably didn't want the reminder, though. nausea and math - a double whammy!

Victoria McCumber said...

All I will say is "outside the county fair" and "Danny". Nuff said..

Heather said...

OH MY GOSH VICKIE!!!! Remember, it was your birthday too??? Wow!! That was a fun night!!!

Heidi A said...

I remember giving you a CD of pictures of Natalie and you called to thank me. As minor as that seems, no one else had done that. It really made my day. (I have tons of memories, but that's one of my first with you.)

Christine said...

My favorite memory of you and I is when we went to Kingman for you to say goodbye to your house that you grew up in. I never told you thank you for sharing the happy times and one sad time you had in that house.
Christine