Wednesday, July 23, 2008
Memories
Heres a little game! I like games....who doesn't? Leave a comment on my blog of a memory that you and I have had together. It doesn't matter if you've known me for a short time, or a long time, anything you remember!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.Ready, Set, GO!
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Oh there are too many memories but I do remember when we went to Solvang and I really had to use the restroom. However someone was in the ladies room forever. Finally after waiting I had you man the door and went in the Men's room! When I came out a few workers looked at me like I was crazy, but I didn't care. Good times girl!
I just remember loving to hang with you! You were the best activity planner! I remember our fabulous trip to San Diego/Chula Vista/Coronado Island and having a fabulous time shopping and sightseeing. I still have a photo of you and me at the Hotel del Coronado that sits on my piano in our apartment, and it's one of my faves.
I also remember loving our girls nights every weekend where we pick up SuperMex, ice cream, and movies and have a grand time. How I miss those carefree single days!
So many memories over the last 25 years, but two just came to mind.
The first was when you were younger. We lived in Garden Grove. You were all dressed up with the wave in your hair, getting into a limo. We took some pictures and as you left I told you mom, "She sure is pretty". That, I think was one time I realized how much I had grown to love you. The second is when we danced at your wedding reception. 'nuf said. Thanks again.
Well, first of all - I remember giving birth to you at 7:40 P. M December 25th 1976. I remember you looking at me from the basinette they put you in - so sweet!
I remember you listening to my adult conversations through the heater vent when you were supposed to be playing.
I remember all the vocal music concerts and most of all - the tours - especially NY! That's where you pulled me away from the toothless old man that was hitting on you guysbefore I could do damage.
I remember you stopping me in the hall before I could get out of the house to "take care" of the woman that supplied a place for your brother to get drunk. (Courageous girl, you are!)
I remember our infamous walk down Eddy street in the Tenderloin District of SF. ("Oh, ladies...you're in the WRONG PLACE")
And of course NAILS, COPS, AND SUPER MEX (Or Queen's Kitchen)
I remember you holding your own baby girl and then giving you the letter I wrote you when you were three weeks old that I'd saved for 30 years'til you had your first child.
I remember you, Ken, and Mo tricking me into thinking Buddy pooped in the house when the smell was actually "something else" ("Oh I smelt it!").
Wow...I could go on, but lets save some for another time.
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