My Cousin Kim posted a cool post on her blog and suggested others do the same. I think it is a great idea so here it is.
1. As 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. 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.
The older I get the more valuable memories seem to be.
My Blog List
About Me
- Big Daddy
- What is there to say. Married 16 years to a goddess, 5 great kids and garage full of tools. Simple guy, simple life.
3 comments:
I remember the "fun" way you decorated our car after our wedding reception. For some reason, we never thought to hide our car. We were leaving for our honeymoon the next day and we had to go find an open car wash a midnight in the middle of winter.
I remember going to see Dirty Dancing at the dollar movies with you and one of your friends...Maybe his name was Bobby??!!
I have meant to write here for a while, but procrastinated (I know that is a big word for you James, but look it up.)
I don't really have a memory per sea, just a flood of good times. You are one of those people that has breezed into my life and made it fuller, richer. I look back when you were not there and I wonder "what did I do without James there?"
You know when to give, you know when to take, when too much is just too much, when to share, when to punch, when to pull, when to be serious and when to play.
In short (too late) you are truly a best friend.....those are rare.
I don't know what I would do without you as a best friend. {sniff}
But seriously, a memory....I remember the first time I saw you roll into church, I thought "That dude is huge, I better not piss him off."
I only wish I had heeded that advice.
"Mess with the bull you get the horn."
Jerk. I am biding my time.
Post a Comment