What do you think?
Ok, I'm brave enough to ask...
If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, even if we don't speak often, please post a comment with a memory of you and me. It can be anything you want - good or bad. When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people remember about you
If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, even if we don't speak often, please post a comment with a memory of you and me. It can be anything you want - good or bad. When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people remember about you
I guess I could tell the story of the spoons game at Jackie's. You most definitely made an impression on me! Actually, you made an impression ON THE BACK OF MY HANDS! It must have been our first party at S&Js. I knew who everyone was, but you were still just a bit intimidating, so I was taking most of my clues from Kathleen. She and Dot were still totally wild then, and I barely knew enough to watch Jackie for better guidance like I do now. Anyway, you or Dot suggested a game of spoons, and that I should come play too. Holy moly you are one competitive girl! BY the time I had sense enough to get away from the table and run and hide in the back yard where there was less danger, I already had blood dripping out the back of my hand from your CLAWS! I mean, when going out back to help the guys hammer steel armor is less dangerous than the girls playing cards, you're in a mighty bunch of women! Anyway, once I got over my fear of your talons, we've been friends ever since, but I swear I've still got the scars!
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