Erin (Attractive) Spears (click on her name to see her blog!) did this and I thought it would be fun! So do it please... and you can do a short one for Mike if you want for those of you who have met him and want to but only after you do a memory for me! :) to make this more fun I will put some old pictures of me on here (some very embarrassing) in hopes of maybe helping refresh some of your minds! You are pretty much going to watch me grow up..some of you against your will but oh well... You will do it and enjoy yourself in the process!
Leave a comment on this post of any memory you have of me. Whether you know me a little or a lot. It could be silly or funny or sentimental or whatever. Then do a similar post on your blog and I'll do the same. Really it's fun! :)
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Remember me?
Posted by The Findarle Family at 6:06 PM
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I cannot point to just one. Pretty much everything you say is funny as all get out. I think I particularly appreciated all the new years eve parties at your house. You are quite the party animal.
You were right, some of those pictures are embarrassing.
I don't think you got funny until you were about 18, but I guess that is because I wasn't really around while you were 16 or 17. It must have happened during that time.
You are pretty funny now...except for when you make people laugh at other people's expense.
Two words.....wedgy party.
jacob that wasnt a memory of me... and i know you can think of something better than that
I remember when I dressed you up in My Buddy's outfit and put My Buddy in your clothes. Then when mom came home, I was holding you and My Buddy and dropped My Buddy because I thought it would be funny to watch mom freak because she thought you fell to the floor. I was right. She freaked out.
I also remembered when you were a baby and I was like ten, I was babysitting. We went outside to play in the front yard (all of us). I took you out in your carseat and you just sat there. When it was time to go back in, I couldn't open the door because I was holding the carseat. I propped it up against the door and then opened it. Duh. You fell because the door was open and could no longer prop you up. The neighbors heard you crying and came over to console you because they thought I was an idiot.
I remember when I gave you your "makeover" for Josh's wedding. Did your makeup, hair, and even dressed you in MY clothes. (which were falling off of you) I remember your mom walked by you and didn't even recognize you!! I think I am the one to credit for your hotness. Thank you very much!
AWWWW! Just like I remember you! Thanks for the ride down memory lane! I still love you just as much!!
Hmmm... how about the time we went to Sea World when you were like a year old and I forgot how fair you were and didn't put any sunscreen on you and fried your cute little cheeks off? What a bad mommy.
My first memory of you was 2 days after I'd met Zach and he was helping me move into my new apartment and you drove with me behind his truck so we could see if anything fell out. We were jamming to some punk rock and in between songs you said, "Dang, I hope he marries you!" and I thought, "YES! She likes me!" I thought you were a cool kid and I still do!
Love you
I remember the turquoise Soda shoes you had when you were, like, 12. Very HOT!! Also, I remember when you came to Seana's baby shower and held my baby boy and he totally hearted your boobs!
I sat for like 10 minutes trying to think of a memory that didn't involve me beating the snot out of you. I finally remembered one that should never be forgotten.
Remember when we first went to Jan Graft and he told me that I had a lot more unclean spirits in me than you. First of all, I remember thinking "why the crap am I even here, I'm not crazy." After being in the room with him for about an hour while he was balancing my aura and telling me why Michael Jackson is white he finally let me leave. I thought "Holy crap, if I was in there for an hour, Audrey is going to be in there for like 5." After 15 minutes you were out and from that time forward you knew that you were scared of food.
How is that food phobia coming anyways?
I have a horrible memory...seriously. I do remember that time that we were rafting down the Provo River and that whiskey tango lady was yelling at us and she told her she looked mannish. Good times.
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