Okay, I'll play the blog game.
I posted on Melissa's blog.
Here are the directions for any who want to play along.
1. As a comment on my blog, leave one memory that you and I had together. It doesn't matter if you know 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.
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Hmm, feels like a Web 2.0 chain letter, only it's going over blog instead of email, but hey! We all painstakingly filled out those surveys the first time they came around, right? Heck, I'll even admit to filling one out just a few months ago, but in my defense it was at work, and it was in the glory over-staffed days when we had a lot of time to sit around and do nothing.
Onto my memory! I was tying to think back to our many memories and adventures, and the first thing that popped into my mind was our photo shoot day.
I'm not sure if I'm supposed to write this as if I'm writing to you, or the world at large. I'm going to pretend to write to you, whilst writing to the world at large, and that means that I'm going to start with the phrase:
"I don't know if you remember or not," but I didn't get cap and gown pictures taken at the school. I thought they were over-priced or something, I don't know, I just didn't have them taken. This was, surprisingly to me, much to mom's dismay. She wanted pictures of me in that cap and gown...so she sent you with me to take pictures.
This was at the beginning of your professional photo days, before you and I both both Pentax dSLR bodies and shared lenses...oh wait, that's yet to come...but we went ahead and chose down town Salt Lake City as our location for shoot. I don't know if we realized that the outcome would be like or not, but that's where we thought would be a good place to shoot.
Well the results were pretty funny, I'd say. First of all I'm walking around in this dress thing looking like an idiot, it's summer and the thing is like wearing a toys-r-us sack around my body, that happens to resemble a dress.
I was a horribly dressed groom without a bride.
I had wedding shots in my shots. In fact I am mortified at this moment to realize that...I'm probably in somebody else's wedding shots!
(Sure enough!)
Anyway, the results were...well you did a good job, don't get me wrong, but they certainly resemble bridals.
Actually, looking back some of them are pretty good:
But most of them are private for a reason.
(I tried to add some inline photos, but I guess that's not allowed in comments.)
One of my favorite memories is of us making Shelly watch movies--the two favorites? A Christmas Story (which she thought was the funniest movie ever and I was surprised that a Chinese person would get all the American humor so easily, but it _is_ a good movie) and Psycho--she was so scared she kept watching it from around the corner. You and I would say phrases from movies ("You'll shoot your eye out!") then decide it was one she _had_ to watch and jump in your car and go to the video store.
Oh and doing Chinese New Year with Shelly--complete with fireworks and our dragon (blanket) dance in the parking lot. So many good memories. :)
Okay, I've thought all day about a memory worthy enough to post in your comments and I think this one will work. Remember when we wrote a little song to the tune of "Praise to the Man"? If not, I'll remind you.
Praise to the man who was the Dread Pirate Roberts.
He fought a prince and won his lady fair.
He led her through the dangerous fire swap,
Gave her a kiss then touched her pretty hair.
He fought the giant.
He fought the smart guy.
He fought the Spaaaniard!
They all fought in vaaiin!
One time he died in the pit of despair but death cannot conquer the hero again!
I can't believe Cary Elwes never wrote us back when we sent that to hime!
Here are a few more "visual" memories of you. http://www.flickr.com/photos/hermanax/2659727174/
http://www.flickr.com/photos/hermanax/2659727124/in/photostream/
http://www.flickr.com/photos/hermanax/2659727086/in/photostream/
http://www.flickr.com/photos/hermanax/2658900773/
I can't believe he didn't write us back, either!!! I mean come on! I am sure we wrote THE MOST interesting (and funny) fan letter EVER!!!
I wish we had kept a copy of that letter!
The only memory you had of me was pointing at you?! The first time I met you, you were in the basement of Karen's house painting and you were newly engaged to Mike. And weren't you pregnant? Ha! Just kidding - I've enjoyed getting to know you over your blog!
Holy Moly! When your family there are a ton to pick from! I have been thinking a ton about vacations right now. (I wonder why?) Anyway, so I was thinking about the first year that my "little clan" joined the rest of you crazies at Lake Powell. I remember how hot it was and how sun burned you were. You were such a trooper. Two kids and all.
I remember all the spook ally's you, Heidi, Anndrea would put on for us "kiddies". They were fun, and I sure did look forward to them each time you guys came to town.
You have become a great friend, and I look up to you and your great mothering ways!
I remember back to a time when... Grandma and Grandpa had just got back from Hawaii, and brought a tape from the Polynesian culture center. Grandma played the tape on the big entertainment console she has in her living room. We all danced around like indians, probably because we didn't have any idea about the polynesians. We (me and Richard) danced around all the while tying you and Heidi up, then you would escape and we would all dance around to the music. I found a picture:
http://xrl.us/indianpicture
I always thought you were cool too, and still do.
I remember the first time really getting to know you, it was the Thanksgiving after Ty and I got married just after your mission. I remember just sitting there talking to you and just feeling a bond with you and thinking you were so stinkin' awesome. I always wanted to thank you for that because up until that moment I didn't feel like I was really accepted into the big Ashcraft clan. Now to me you all are so great and feel very comfortable with all the family. Thank you. You Rock!
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