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Monday, November 07, 2005

Swiped from someone I used to know

If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, even if we don't speak often, please post a comment with a memory of you and me. It can be anything you want, either good or bad. I promise not to come after you with a spatula, either way.
When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people remember about you.

11 Comments:

  • At 7:15 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Boy, do I have a great, funny memory of you, (that's the cleanest one I can actually tell)....lol...When you were 2-years old or so (guess who this is)you loved nothing better than taking baths (still do) anyway, after getting out of the tub and putting on your pretty dress complete with lacy white socks and white shoes, you decided to get back in the tub where your brother had replaced you, it would have been ok since he was only 4, expect for the fact that you didn't bother to undress first. You went in with dress, shoes, etal. You should have heard Christopher yelling at the top of his lungs! "Mom, come get YOUR daughter out of here!"

     
  • At 7:37 PM, Blogger Jen said…

    Gee - thanks Mom. I can only cringe at what Christopher is going to leave!

     
  • At 8:25 PM, Anonymous Susan said…

    Do I mortify you or not?? Hmmmm...such a choice, such a choice.

    Do I tell that story about that time in NYC, when...no, probably not here in a public place where your mom might see it. (G)

    Do I tell the story about that thing that I told you...no, probably not that story, either.

    LOL - The funny thing is that I know YOU know exactly what I'm talking about. And that's probably my best memory of you, and it's happened so many times. Having a friend that knows what you're thinking is pretty damn cool.

    I remember when I took that picture you have posted on your website. Of course, I'm pleased as punch that I took it. You looked stunning, as usual. And as usual, standing next to you, it's always a good thing I love you or I'd have to claw your eyes out or something. LOL. Yeah, I'm totally the brains of this pairing, cause you're definately the eye candy, babe. LOL. (That's not to say that you don't have brains, too - just saying, of brains or beauty, we know which one is my stronger asset. LOL.)

    Did I mention that I think that's a great picture of you? (g)

    I remember the night we went to see Phantom on Broadway. That was one good time. Our seats - well, they don't get any better than second row, center stage, with no one sitting in front of us.

    Nights at conference that we stayed up too late, talking. And talking. And talking. LOL.

    Visiting with you in Fort Worth! Playing pool. Getting our picture taken on the bull. Seeing the cattle drive. But also just hanging out on Saturday morning and watching tv in your room. I had a fantastic time, and it made the conference problems worth it just cause I got to visit with you.

    Hey, should I mention that DVD your mom sent me of you dressed as Elvis one Halloween? No? Okay, I won't mention it. (g)

     
  • At 8:18 AM, Blogger Dennie McDonald said…

    Hey Jen - We miss you at YR.

    I'd say we miss you at TWW too, But I haven't been there in months myself, so ... =)

    have a good one ~

     
  • At 9:02 AM, Blogger Jen said…

    ROFLMAO - yes, I know EXACTLY what you're referring to on both of those. So, silence is definitely the prudent way to go! The NY thing was very funny. And yes, you were right, guys there are way more forward than in Texas. Quite an experience...

     
  • At 8:02 PM, Anonymous Christopher said…

    Well, there are too many memories to sift through to do you justice. They run from funny, aggravating, sad, proud, anxious, and thoughtful but most of all loving. I think my earliest memory of mine is waiting at the hospital for you to come into our lives. I remember Don pacing around, maybe it was Dad. All I know is that I'm just glad I have all of those memories and all the ones to come. Yeah, even the ones where you pulled a fast one on me or wormed you way into whatever it was I was doing....

    Love you! (you to Mom!)

     
  • At 10:00 PM, Anonymous connor said…

    hi mom i rember when i was about 8 or so maybe 9 ,anyway we would watch csi every monday at9 love you mom

     
  • At 9:54 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    I'm going to kill 2 birds with one stone with this one. When dad was in Vietnam, we communicated via cassette tapes (the hi-tech of the 60s-70s.) One day, while making a cassette, I see Christopher running around the room, on his tip-toes with his arms stretched straight above his head, limped-wrists, making weird noises, you followed him (you were about 2, Chris was 4 ½) telling him : « quit it, Kiss, quit it Kiss » (couldn’t say Chris) I told Steve " here comes your son acting like a fairy. " to which Chris was quick to reply : " I’m not a fairy, I’m a he-li-cop-ter !"
    Also, your favorite expression back then was « know what ? know what ? » We never found out what « what » was. LOL

     
  • At 2:31 PM, Anonymous The Other J said…

    I still remember that night Connor was born when Christopher called all excited and you were so tired.

    Or, when you "dyed" your hair black and it morphed into fire cone orange.

     
  • At 12:32 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    I have so many memories of you, and won't risk carpal tunnel trying to get to them all. (don't know if it is spelled right and don't care either!) The one thing I remember most from the past and the present is...your love and compassion!(were you scared?) You were always strong willed and stuborn, but your eyes never lost the love you were feeling. They give you away to anyone who knows what they are seeing. It is the same now. No matter how frustrated or angry you are with our son, the love you have for him always shines through your stunning blue eyes. I am lucky to have shared that and luckier still to be able to experience it every time I see you look at Connor. That you shared that love with me is my strongest memory of you and it will be with me in my heart forever.

     
  • At 12:12 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Oh, brother.

    (J will know who this is and what that comment refers to.)

     

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