Wednesday, December 07, 2005

Do You Remember When?

I found this all over the net, but I understand it found its start at Faith Or Fiction. I finally took the bait to play the game at bride without spot.

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.

I was going to give you a PG-13 parameter but suffice it to say this: My Mom reads this blog. 'Nuff said. And to my sister, no fair posting truths masquerading as fiction.

Have fun!

20 comments:

mz said...

Wow...WOW...you know me too well!!

Girl said...

Remember that time when we were rollerskating and we found that ice cream truck with no driver? I tried to convince you that there was no way they would ever miss two ice creams and so we snuck in the truck and tried to open the freezer compartment. But all you could find was berry flavored stuff and you were insisting on chocolate so we ended up taking too long. And then the driver came back from the bathroom, or where ever he had been, and caught us with all the ice cream out of the freezers and you halfway in the freezer still rooting around for a chip-which.

Yeah...that was super fun!

Carolyn said...

i remember that lake as well and the hot buttered rum. it was a great night.

those guys, well ... they certainly ran like crazy when we started to sing 'i will always love you' at the top of our lungs. i still have their track pants somewhere in a box. they sure looked funny running with their bare butts!

and the deer who came and licked up the remainder of the pot with the rum? were they not a hoot running onto the frozen lake ...

it was the best of times, it was the worst of times.

will smama said...

Girl, I sort of remember that, but I must have been digging for a Strawberry Shortcake because I don't really like chocolate.

As I recall, wasn't the driver your Dad?


Carolyn, thank GOODNESS you cleared up that memory. I had YOU singing to the lake and those track guys licking the reindeer. It makes much more sense your way.

Needless to say I have not touched a drop of rum since, buttered, hot or otherwise.

cheesehead said...

Okay, so you proved that you really can "put your right foot in, put your right foot out" when you volunteered to lead my whole family in the Hokey Pokey at my wedding.

Too bad the judge presiding at my courthouse nuptials (which were in progess at the time) did not have a sense of humor!

Did you ever get that bail money together?

Songbird said...

I loaned it to her, revmom, but I'm still awaiting repayment.

will smama said...

It us true songbird made my bail... again. And I fully intend to make good on that loan as soon as Girl's Dad gives me my cut from the Chipwich sales.

Lorna said...

lol

but do you remember that day that Mindy caught you not pushing your shopping trolley back to the right place, she gave you such a lashing and in your defence you grabbbed whatshernames - reverend mother's toddles and said I was afraid she's get catnapped, I mean kiddnapped. The police got invovlved then and yeah I think Songbird bailed you out AGAIN - some people never learn!

And to think you are a mum and pastor now. well well well!

Sue said...

I seem to recall an incident involving an Elvis impersonator and a parachute, but it's all a bit fuzzy. Perhaps the scrapbook with the police report in it would help.

cheesehead said...

*Which* police report? Apparently there are a few!

tee hee

will smama said...

Wow! That's a lot of police reports.

Lorna, I would respond to you, but I am not sure I know what you're talking about. However, maybe this is the root of my deep-seeded fears of shopping carts... and Songbird.

Sue, I think that was YOUR Elvis scrapbook that you were putting together while biding your time as we both waited to make bail. And those WERE parachute pants you were wearing... I could understand why you would want to forget.

I can't remember the IP address but somewhere I have blogged about all of my police reports.

Gord said...

Remember that night when we were chosen to fill in for the lead roles in The King and I? Who'd of thought that two strangers off the street could give the best performance of the run?

will smama said...

Oh Gord, thanks for the compliment but I think you have me confused with my sister. She is the only one out of the two of us who could pull that off.

I heard you, however were amazing.

Extra points to you by the way for remembering something that involved me that did not involve and arrest warrant.

Anonymous said...

It was dusk when Bletcherley finally pulled the alligator from the bayou. Wrapping one huge arm around the 'gator's bulky midsection, he thrust a stubby finger toward one of the beast's claws.

"'Dere," he muttered. "Jus' like it was 20 year ago when my wife, she disappear!"

We looked. Sure enough, the 'gator wore a scratched and battered wedding ring on one of its sharp claws.

We looked at each other, each afraid to say the next words that we knew we must.

"But LaFitte," you exclaimed. "How did the alligator come to be wearing a wedding dress?"

St. Casserole said...

I bet I've told the story 1000 times about taking the train from Edinburgh to London with you in '63, and when we got to London, we realized that we were both wearing Cardinals robes! Everybody loves this story!

will smama said...

Oh (laughing, tear in eye), St. Casserole you certainly do bring out the hearty memories. We looked so silly in those robes. I'm glad the baseball team realized how silly they were as well and moved back to the more conventional uniform.

As for you anonymous, I guess you win, 'cause I've got nothing in response to that!

Leslee said...

Oh, gosh, we have so many stories which one to pick...

Oh, I'm sure you'll remember that time we snuck out of homeroom to watch the cross country guys stretch after the three mile run they just finished. That was so funny until the rent-a-cop that walked around the school caught us and I had to pretend that I had just found you passed out and while you laid there with your eyes closed they called the ambulence and YOUR parents.... oh, those were the days...

will smama said...

The joke is on all of them though, because I married one of those cross country guys!

Thanks for the lovely toast at the wedding by the way. Did you every send me that bottle of wine you said you owed me?

bythesea said...

Do you remember the time we were having dinner with your folks and something had gotten into us that day and we had the giggles? They were sitting there trying to have serious conversation and periodically we'd catch each other's eye and it was all over because once that happened we'd lose what little composure and control we'd achieved and would dissolve into laughter.

will smama said...

Oh bythesea, I do that so often it's hard to keep them all straight but then who could forget that gallon of milk coming out of your nose?

Who orders milk at a 5 star restaurant anyway?

Ah, good times. Thanks for the memory.