Here are the National Old Time 'Twiddlers' Non-Precision Thumb-Twiddling Team.
Did you know I am a thumb twiddler? Sweet sister always points it out. I don't even realize I'm doing it!
The Weiser "Shcool" Dist. 431 representin'. I'm considering submitting this to failblog.org.
When I was in the 8th grade my friend Stacey and her family took me to the West Shrine football game in Baker. We rode over in their big black Bronco. We found a wallet full of money. We ate blueberry Belgian waffles with whipped cream at the motel restaurant for every meal. We got new hats. We had the best time ever.
That was the summer I went from parting my hair in the middle to the side. And I've never looked back.
That was the summer I went from parting my hair in the middle to the side. And I've never looked back.
1 comments:
Omigod Amy! That truly was one of the funnest childhood memories for me. We swam at the pool, ate lots of ice from the ice machine, the list goes on and on! I remember you parting your hair too!!! Hah!!! So fun!
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