Friday, October 14, 2005
First and Last
I was tagged by Elizabeth a few days ago (sorry it took so long...)
First Memory
Having a neighborhood girl get her head stuck in the back of a TV. Or the hair cutting Nazi friend of my mothers cutting my ear (I was around 3 )
First Kiss
Steve O. 1st grade (many of you were late bloomers…)
First Concert
Boston
First Love
Steve O. 1st grade- Well or my cousin Phillip before we started school, until they told us cousins couldn’t be boyfriend-girlfriend.
First Lust
The first memory is at homecoming dance with David sophomore year of high school…suddenly I understood the problem with the whole dancing thing, although the way we moved while having our bodies glued together wasn't exactly dancing....???
First Thing I Think In The Morning
What day is it; do I have to work out?
First Book I Remember Loving
Laura Ingalls Wilder Books
First Pet
Lucy, the dog
First Question I'll Ask In Heaven
I don’t have to go back, do I?
First Thing I Think Of When I Hear The Word Vacation
Beach, books and rest.
First Best Friend
Charlotte
Last Time I Dressed Up
Today (sort-of)
Last Thing I Ate
Chicken Finger Salad & orange roll
Last CD I Bought
Zoe- In Christ Alone
Last Time I Cried
Saturday
Last Time I Told Someone I Loved Them
This morning
Last Really Fun Thing I Did
Tennis and lunch at new Italian restaurant Wednesday.
Last Thing I Watched On TV
10:00 news
Last Halloween Costume
Hippie (blonde wig/white boots, hot pants with tunic)
Last Concert I Attended
Faith Hill/ Tim McGraw and some other country people….(free tickets)
First Memory
Having a neighborhood girl get her head stuck in the back of a TV. Or the hair cutting Nazi friend of my mothers cutting my ear (I was around 3 )
First Kiss
Steve O. 1st grade (many of you were late bloomers…)
First Concert
Boston
First Love
Steve O. 1st grade- Well or my cousin Phillip before we started school, until they told us cousins couldn’t be boyfriend-girlfriend.
First Lust
The first memory is at homecoming dance with David sophomore year of high school…suddenly I understood the problem with the whole dancing thing, although the way we moved while having our bodies glued together wasn't exactly dancing....???
First Thing I Think In The Morning
What day is it; do I have to work out?
First Book I Remember Loving
Laura Ingalls Wilder Books
First Pet
Lucy, the dog
First Question I'll Ask In Heaven
I don’t have to go back, do I?
First Thing I Think Of When I Hear The Word Vacation
Beach, books and rest.
First Best Friend
Charlotte
Last Time I Dressed Up
Today (sort-of)
Last Thing I Ate
Chicken Finger Salad & orange roll
Last CD I Bought
Zoe- In Christ Alone
Last Time I Cried
Saturday
Last Time I Told Someone I Loved Them
This morning
Last Really Fun Thing I Did
Tennis and lunch at new Italian restaurant Wednesday.
Last Thing I Watched On TV
10:00 news
Last Halloween Costume
Hippie (blonde wig/white boots, hot pants with tunic)
Last Concert I Attended
Faith Hill/ Tim McGraw and some other country people….(free tickets)
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"hot pants"? Do we need to go get a soda?!)
(That's the euphemism that was used when someone in authority wanted to bust you out in private!)
LOL!
(That's the euphemism that was used when someone in authority wanted to bust you out in private!)
LOL!
Tommy,
Cousins are more of a Mississippi thing, right? And anyway we were double cousins...?? Don't ask.
Albone,
Perhaps I can dig up a picture of said Halloween costume, just in case you are crusing this way again..?
Cousins are more of a Mississippi thing, right? And anyway we were double cousins...?? Don't ask.
Albone,
Perhaps I can dig up a picture of said Halloween costume, just in case you are crusing this way again..?
First Grade??? My goodness you were a young woman of the world! Although I remembered later that my first crush was really in first grade or maybe it was Kindergarten...but there were no kisses. :)
Oh, well you know Mississippi and Alabama used to be one territory. And I grew up in Tennessee where I know all about double cousins. I have a double great aunt and uncle.
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