Woo hoo! This is my 200th post! To celebrate, a look back to the past.
School Days...Well, Senior Year Anyway
1. Did you date someone from your school? Heck No
2. Did you marry someone from your high school? Umm, that would be a no
3. Did you car pool to school? Yes, with Desi.
4. What kind of car did you have? Hey Mom, remember how I had to “earn” a car? Ya, me too!
5. What kind of car do you have now? A red Saab 9-3. It’s cute!
6. Its Saturday night...where are you now? Depends. Home, playing with the nephews, or causing ruckus around town.
7. It is Saturday night...where were you then? I was lame. I liked to watch the Boston Pops on Saturday night.
8. What kind of job did you have in high school? I taught violin lessons.
9. What kind of job do you do now? Marketing Communications Manager.
10. Were you a party animal? No
11. Were you considered a flirt? Oh heck no!
12. Were you in band, orchestra, or choir? orchestra
13. Were you a nerd? Yes, most definitely. At least I sure thought I was.
14. Did you get suspended or expelled? No
15. Can you sing the fight song? I still know every word.
16. Who was/were your favorite teacher(s)? Mrs. Earl
17. Where did you sit during lunch? I really can’t remember. Senior year, I was always with Heather, so my answer is going to be "by Heater."
18. What was your school's full name? Payson High School
19. When did you graduate? 1994 (Holy Moly, I'm old!)
20. What was your school mascot? Lion
21. If you could go back and do it again, would you? No. Although, if I could go back knowing what I know now, I might consider it. But I never want to be a teenager again.
22. Did you have fun at Prom? I didn’t go to Prom.
23. Do you still talk to the person you went to Prom with? Well, technically, I went to Prom with Heather. So yes, I still talk to the person I went to Prom with.
24. Are you planning on going to your next reunion? Undecided.
25. Do you still talk to people from school? Yes.
26. School Colors? Green, Silver
Monday, March 23, 2009
Friday, March 13, 2009
He Said, She Said
I love listening to my parents tell stories about how they met. I always have. But for some reason, the stories have become more entertaining lately. Last week I was asking my parents, for the millionth time, how they met. I was so entertained by the conversation.
I asked, “What do you remember about the first time you met?”
He (my dad) said: We were at the Cannon Center at BYU. It was a dance and I saw your mom standing alone on the side of the room. She was wearing an orange dress with navy blue and yellow stripes. She had on orange shoes. The shoes had a little bit of a heel…they weren’t flat, but they weren’t very tall. Her hair was up and she had an orange bow tied in her hair. I remember exactly how I felt when I first saw her. I was so scared to ask a girl to dance.
She (my mom) said: He was wearing a sweater.
I asked, “What do you remember about the first time you met?”
He (my dad) said: We were at the Cannon Center at BYU. It was a dance and I saw your mom standing alone on the side of the room. She was wearing an orange dress with navy blue and yellow stripes. She had on orange shoes. The shoes had a little bit of a heel…they weren’t flat, but they weren’t very tall. Her hair was up and she had an orange bow tied in her hair. I remember exactly how I felt when I first saw her. I was so scared to ask a girl to dance.
She (my mom) said: He was wearing a sweater.
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