Thursday, December 08, 2005

Thanks for the Memories ...

This came from True Blue Semi-Crunchy Mama ... and I can't wait to see what happens next!

Please post a comment with a COMPLETELY MADE UP AND FICTIONAL MEMORY OF YOU AND ME. It can be anything you want–good or bad–BUT IT HAS TO BE FAKE. When you’re finished, post this paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people DON’T ACTUALLY remember about you.

12 comments:

Running2Ks said...

Patti, remember that time we were skiing in the Alps, and you broke the speed record? Well Hans keeps calling me, and I swear you gave him my number instead of yours. He said that he never got that picture of your matching tattoo.

Anonymous said...

Patti, my fav Christmas memory of us is when we decided to do an all-day shopping thing (since all the kids were still in school, remember we figured we'd have the mall to ourselves?). At the end of 3 1/2 hours of walking, talking, and mostly window-shopping, we sat down to rest in the shoe dept. of Dillards (hey, where else can you find such comfy chairs at a mall?). So, we're sitting there chatting, and remember how that dark-eyed shoe salesman decided that you were the cuter of the two of us, and kept trying to get you to try all those glitzy spiky heels on? "Try zees preety shoos, ma'am..." ROFL!!! Very fun memory...(g!) Thanks for reminding me of it! (hehe!)
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Lisa Marie said...

Patti, just the other day I was thinking about that TIME that we did that THING...you know? Remember? We had that STUFF and it went EVERYWHERE! (On cold evenings when there's a full moon out, I can STILL see the iridescent blue sparkles in my hair!) But then that GUY and that other GUY came by and wanted us to go to that PLACE...and we got really freaked out because they had all those Do-DADS on their WHATS-ITS?? Oh my gosh...I've never run so fast in all my LIFE! Boy, oh boy...what a time that was! Let's do it again sometime, 'kay?

Anonymous said...

Patti, it's days like this with a hazy-edged clear blue sky of high summer that always remind me of the day we first met setting out on that day-trip to the Great Barrier Reef. We had to buddy up and that blond-haired over-tanned tour leader put us together. You couldn't wait to dive; I couldn't bear the thought of going underwater and just wanted to snorkel. Of course, you managed to persuade me to dive - like you always manage to persuade me to do these harebrained things LOL So we floated around among the brightly coloured fishes of the reef and the clown fish was your favourite, and the trailing blue-finned butterfly fish was mine... We've met up in lots of places since, but that first day I will never forget.
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Perpetual Chocoholic said...

Ahhhh! Yes, sweet memories. You and me touring the local chocolate factory. You won that radio contest and got to have one "ulitmate" wish fulfilled. I'll never forget you calling me to tell me we were going swimming in a vat of chocolate at the factory. (I personally would have preferred the milk chocolate vat, but you wanted the dark chocolate one and hey, it was your wish.) I though you had been into the cooking sherry again, but it turned out to be true. I never did get my clothes clean again, but who cares. It's not like they were new and I didn't have another pair of those little dinosaur socks with the little projectile tails out the back. I only wish I had taken off my watch, because I haven't replaced it and I'm always stopping people and asking them for the time. I wonder if anybody ever found it wrapped up in a bar.

Sheyna Galyan said...

I can't believe I found you! I've been waiting for a good time to reconnect, and when I saw this exercise, I knew this was IT! You probably don't remember me... Well, let me ask this: do you remember that skinny kid with the mousy, stringy hair that you locked in the A/V cupboard in Mrs. French's fifth grade class? Yep! That's me! I grew into my nose and my hair is a gorgeous (and natural) blonde and I'm still skinny, and I NEVER FORGOT THAT DAY. And now I've found you! In fact, I just did some Net research and found out where you live, so I'm just gonna pop over there sometime and we can bury the hatchet. Okay? See ya soon...

Kassie said...

Patti,

Remember when we were kids and our parents would play cards and we'd scheme to get our moms to agree to a sleepover? We'd all be quiet as churchmice (are they even quiet?) and on our best behavior, so as not to remind them that they had kids they needed to take home and put to bed. Then out of desperation we'd pretend to fall asleep with you in the middle, between my sister and I? We looked so angelic your mom wouldn't want to wake us all up to take you home.

I was thinking of this the other day as I heard my son and his friends plotting a sleepover. I wish we lived closer so our kids could hang out together!

Eliza said...

Wow Patti, I never thought I'd find you online. Miss the college days don't you? Oh, I remember write before going to college we went on that break to Italy. Do you remember it? We had so much fun and we stayed out all hours of the night without a care in the world. I remember when those guys took us on a midnight tour of the vineyard. Oh wait should I be talking about that here. Anyways, how is your life now? You married? Children? Keep in touch.
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Magnolia said...

Remember when we used to use sticks as microphones and sing in the pasture behind your grandfather's house? It was so hot that summer. We used to run and jump in the pond even though he'd tell us not to.
I can still remember the warmth of the summer sun and even though we were only ten years old, I knew then you'd be a big star.

Deb said...

Patti.

Remember the time that we were both out of coffee, and so in our caffine-deprived state, we went on a "Thelma and Louise" type road trip?

Deb said...

Oops. I goofed. No wonder the coach in high school always screamed at me to pay attention. (LOL). I'll try again

Remember the time that I vidsited you for Thanksgiving? You made homemade lasagna and I brought homemade focaccia bread and olive salad. We drank dark delicious mugs of hot coffee and stayed up late into the night talking about online communities; the pros and cons.

The next morning, still buzzing from the caffine, we sat down with your kids, hubby, and my boys and hubby and made holiday crafts.

Tiff said...

I remember the time we decided to create a Barney act. If a big, purple dinosaur could be rich and famous, so could we. It was so bad, even the kids were rolling their eyes.