Thursday, August 7, 2008

Remember When . . .

Here is little game I saw on Sara's blog.

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. 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.

Thanks for the fun idea, Sara!

6 comments:

Tristi Pinkston said...

I remember meeting you at the LDStorymakers Writers Conference!

Kellie said...

Thanks Tristi! I remember meeting you, too! I also remember all the crazy outfits you've donned at each conference :o) I always sit in anticipation wondering what it will be next!

Emily said...

One of my favorite memories of us is you, me, Abby, and Daniel making the movie of "Big Green Riding Hood" when we were in 7th or 8th grade...I watched it not that long ago and it is hilarious!!!

Kellie said...

Oh wow! I think back on that and blush! That was hilarious. One of my favorite memories is you, me,and Bonnie sitting on my bed and opening our shaken Clearly Canadians, which of course sprayed all over us and my room!

janeen said...

I have so many great memories but the first one that popped in my head was when Camie and I put shoes on our hands and chased you all over our apartment. You were so scared of feet that even having our shoes on our hands, you freaked out. You didn't think it was too funny but I bet it's a little funny now, right? Are you still scared of feet?

Kellie said...

Janeen, holy crap! I totally forgot about that! That is hilarious and yes, I still hate having feet on me! In fact, that's how my mom knew it was true love with me and Nathan--he put his feet on my feet and I didn't freak out. Oh my gosh. I'm going to be laughing for hours just thinking about that. . . .