July 19, 2008

Blogging Games

I got this from Danielle, blogger-extraordinaire. For all you secret blog readers out there, now's your chance to come out of the closet!

Everyone needs to play...This is Fun!

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--it can be funny, weird, awkward, random, etc.!

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.

13 comments:

Janice said...

One of my favorite memories (I actually might be combining two), was when you made a roast and invited us over for dinner last minute. My kids climbed the rock wall in your back yard and toothsome #3 developed a HUGE attachment to your husband.

EMPTY NESTERS said...

I remember a sweet, young lady ,"who looked still wet behind the ears" as they say, coming to visit teach. She was studying to be a doctor (Pediatrician). And all I could think of was they were getting younger every year. She's young enough to be my daughter. But what an incredible young woman she turned out to be. You have become very dear to me. (Along with another unnamed tall red-head.)

Camie said...

I was in Bryce Canyon this weekend, and ya' know what I remembered? Five Drive the Hive! Do you still wear your FDtH t-shirt?????

driving; laughing; hiking; hiking and more hiking; hitchhiking; a big group of Asians yelling "SI-aaahhn" (Zion) on the top of Angel's Landing; blowing out a tire ten minutes from home; good times

kimmy girl said...

i have a lot. but do you know what i was thinking about this week. running away. i remember one time you had a red backpack on and you made it to the smarts house. haha. what were we thinking!!!

Anonymous said...

I remember the day you were born and your Dad calling to tell us "it's a girl!" I remember the excitement in his voice.

I remember making Easter cookies and putting them in a paper bag that I made look like a rabbit so that Trav could bring them to his "baby Al". I think you were both about a year and a half old. He always loved going to see his "baby Al"

I remember that as a little girl you were not fussy. Such a sweet, smiley, adorable, little baby.

I remember when you and Jamie and your Dad came to Seattle to climb mount Rainier with Marc, and I remember your Dad telling me about a mishap on the mountain where you girls were sliding toward a crevasse, and I remember your Dad's face turning white even telling the story. He said he was really scared, and at that moment wondered why he had brought you two to that place.

Whenever I think of you I think of your cute squeeky giggle, and it makes me smile.
Colleen

Nicole said...

Alright Alissa, my mom and I are both looking at your blog right now, so we will both leave a memory.

Nicole's memory- Playing American Gladiators in your basement

Heidi's memory- watching you walk to school in a horrible snow storm when you were about six years old. I could hear you sobbing from inside my house.

Jane said...

I've just found your blog throught the food storage one and I love the nursery! Well done!

The first memory I really have of you is when we came to visit you as a new R.S. presidency. I remember leaving thinking, "I really like her" You seemed to know "what was up" and I liked that. Now that I know you much better I still agree with my first impression. You are wise beyond your years and a delight to be with.

danielle said...

The funny thing is that I had heard so many stories and saw so many photos of you before I actually met you, that it is kind of hard to separate my real memories from all of those. The Wilson's photo albums are full of pictures of "baby Al", (which they still call you by the way). I think the first time we met was when we moved to Utah and you had us over, and neither of us could believe that it had taken so long. I was just so happy to find you just as smart and funny and nice as I had always heard you were.

Oh also, I remember when you did your rotation in the NICU, and even though I didn't actually bump into you that much, the times I did I just remember thinking that you were so poised and confident, and I knew that it takes such a special kind of person to be able to do what you do, and I could never do it!

Jessica said...

I have so many memories I could leave, I don't know how to choose just one. After all, we were siamese twins joined at the pinky! I remember how we would hang out all day, and then as soon as we went home, we'd call each other and talk on the phone. I still remember one time when you told me that your dad got a new shirt. I guess even we ran out of pertinent things to talk about!

Jamie said...

I remember when we went to Brazil and you made a video of the trip. Even though you wouldn't leave me alone when you were filming breakfast it turned out great. My favorite part was Mr. Joe Boxer.

Also, Colleen reminded me of Rainier and how Wayne made yummy chocolate pudding and we wanted to take a photo like the Northface ad.

Sharon said...

I will always remember your birthday when you were 2. We all lived in Regency. You stood at the door of your apartment and would ask every person you saw if they had brought you a present. I remember you made a haul because everyone would go find a present for you. Your parents had a huge party for you with all of their friends.

Todd and Megan said...

So many good medical school memories...my favorite will always be the countless shopping trips, especially when we should have been studying for step 1 but "just needed a break"

Brittney Chudleigh said...

So many al.......hard. How about you being just an awesome sport and sitting in the back of the cruiser to make room for me every morning, singing the star spangled banner at the top of our lungs, peeling what I am not sure was actually face paint from our peach fuzz covered faces, murder mystery night @ your house, hiking in moab with the Wagners, swapping back scratches as little girls, cross country slacking (wait, that was just me, you were lightning fast) and countless hours just watching you be such a good friend and a good person.