2 o'clock in the morning on a summer night about 3 years ago, sitting on the front stoop with my old best friend's older brother Lucas, he was playing guitar and I was singing "Mr Jones" by counting crows and we were drinking Coronas, and at the end of the song we both started cracking up for like ten minutes. We laughed and laughed, because at the end of the song, I'm like "...I'm gonna be/a big star" (those are the lyrics) and he just looked at me, and for some reason we both burst into uncontrollable laughter. lol. 🙂
After school one day me and some friends went to this house where these really strange people lived, drug dealers. They had these gigantic houka pipes and they were filled with water and some kind of grass. Me and my friends started partaking in the activities. When we were done smoking, we were so high we were catatonicly wasted; I mean we were treetrunked up, and we had to crawl down the fire escape and down nine stories to get the hell out of there. I think they had plans for us later, but we got away!!! We all thought we were gonna die that day. It was pretty funny!
Seeing snow for the first time ever at 2am. All times spent with my grandparents. Getting my first horse. Competing in eventing. Seeing chickens being born. Christmas morning with my kids. And everything that I did at the age of 19.
My favorite memory is the first Halloween remember... I was dressed head to toe as a witch and I had this awful splintery broomstick... it rained like hell that night but I had so much fun... I must have been either five or six.
My first Halloween costume was a pink rabbit with hears and feet and a tail(one piece)and I tried to hop all the way there and back. I can barely remember it. I must have been about 4 or 5
Standing out in the rain at night. Rain coming down so silent and soft. Looking up at the street light and seeing the rain falling, drizzling; me, letting the water wash away my sorrows, standing, night lit in surreal orange. Drops glistening from trees like gems in the night. Thats my favorite memory. Oh and um, watching stars on my roof. Haven't done that in a while.
I have a lot of favorite memories. One that comes to mind is this one night when my freind had a midnight garden party in the theme of "A Midsummer Night's Dream". It was great just to be outside on such a wonderful night, with candles burning and the blankets damp from due, and talk to such wonderful people, even if the bug bights would last for the next two months.
I had (and still have) these two really close friends of mine and we would skip classes and take the highway to the college town 20 minutes from where we live...and we would drive really, really fast on the highway with the sunroof down in their BMW and we'd smoke the entire time. Not pot. Cigarettes. And then we'd get there, and we'd go to a certain park, a beautiful park, and we'd swing on the swings, and hike up into the wooded areas and just laugh and laugh about stupid things. It sounds very simple, even childish...but it was fun. A nice escape.
According to our teachers, we did it a little too often though. 🙂
i would have to say almost all the memories at my music camp while we were perfoming and being there with the people. and church camp during the night on fri. when we stay up. And some moments with my family when we were all happy mostly when we went to the grand ole opry trip. ky. state fair and most of the holidays with my family here. oh doing the plays at the school.
One of my favourite memories is of the my last day in work before I took materity leave to have my babe....all my co-workers organised a surprise party in work - at 11.30 am in the morning we started drinking champagne and wine and eating an array of goodies (I know it's not PC for a pregnant mum to drink but hey....come on!!) who can refuse champers??:-) It was a beautiful day, the sun was shining, I was surrounded by my bestest bestest friends....the banter was just fantastic....everyone was smiling and happy - they were all making me feel like a queen and saying I looked wonderful (at 8 1/2 months pregnant - I knew that was a little over-the-top!!! but I was willing to believe them for that day).....and I thought to myself this is a special moment, a special day...I had to go home then and I remember I sat on my rocking chair and played Lou Reid's "Perfect Day" over and over and over again! - I knew life would never be the same again with the forthcoming birth of my son....I remember crying with happiness, sadness.....even now four years later....when I hear that song, I am instantly transported back in time and space to that special day:-)
Another happy memory is a few years ago, I had broken up with a great guy and we decided to meet up for a drink after nearly a year of being apart. I thought we were just going for a drink but he wined and dined me and then we missed the bus home so we decided to walk the 40 minute walk to his house....that walk was the most magical in my life, we are talking mills and boonish stuff here!!!....the moon and stars twinkled, he took my hand, we talked, laughed, giggled like kids, he kissed me under a bridge, and when he got near his house, he picked me up and carried me inside....I was blown away by it all and him - and you can guess what happened after that for yourselves:-)
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One that just popped into my mind:
2 o'clock in the morning on a summer night about 3 years ago, sitting on the front stoop with my old best friend's older brother Lucas, he was playing guitar and I was singing "Mr Jones" by counting crows and we were drinking Coronas, and at the end of the song we both started cracking up for like ten minutes. We laughed and laughed, because at the end of the song, I'm like "...I'm gonna be/a big star" (those are the lyrics) and he just looked at me, and for some reason we both burst into uncontrollable laughter. lol. 🙂
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