Here are the directions:
1. Add 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. If you don't want to play on your blog, or if you don't have a blog, I'll leave my memory of you in my comments.
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
Memories
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Ha ha, Kristen, I have SO many memories with you! I love them all! I think one that sticks out was when we t-peed that house by Chris Brown and Conrad drove around the neighborhood and all the shredded paper got EVERYWHERE! I have some of the best memories with you. Thanks for always being there for me. I love you!!!
I think you know my favorite memmory of you because I still pee my pants laughing about it to this day!!! hahahahaha I won't put it on here tho. I remember playing barbies at your house because you have every accessory possible!! I loved playing barbies and jumping on your tramp. Oh good times! I have plenty!!
hmm, which one, which one? lol. oh! how 'bout the time we went TPing with the other YW? lol, that was great! :P car rides were always fun too! and all the times in YW & Mutual! and your graduation! lol, funny how you have TPing as the more common memory ;P
Oh...I have some good ones. I just love you and have so many great and fun memories with you! However, I need to narrow them down somehow.
Ok..one of my favorite stories is when you and Conrad broke up for a short time. Now this isn't going to bring back pleasant memories but it will prove how he felt about you.
So we are at the church and you are upset about all that has gone on. I decide to drive you home and as we approach Williamsfield Rd, I start to be chased by a crazy 17 year old driver who starts to wave me down. Now, this isn't Conrad but his friend who is attempting to apologize to you.
Of course, you don't want me to stop and as your YW leader and friend, I am going to follow your orders. However, he is speeding up and starts to yell, "Sister Stadler, pull over!!" You start screaming, "NO!!" He becomes more and more persistent and then calls your phone. Of course, I answer and began to explain for the next 20 minutes WHY you don't want to talk to him.
I realized at that moment that I was no longer just the YW leader driving you home but somehow became a therapist. Ha!
Thank heavens you found your way back to each other!!! :)
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