Revised
2July 18, 2008 by 8junebugs
Because everything on this list should make me smile, laugh, or cry for the same reason. And because 3.0 is all about honesty.
- The first time he said “I love you”
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Singing with the Bean in the Barbie Jeep with the top down, halfway to Aptos on a Sunday morning
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Accepting a trophy senior year as a co-captain
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Walking home from Middlebury with my high school sweetheart and learning all about GI Joe, but mostly about Snake Eyes
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Beginning my first Avon Walk (it was even better than finishing)
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Ice skating at dusk with my cousins on the pond in the pasture
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That first time
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Sharing pizza rolls
- Building “igloos” in snow drifts and “forts” in the haymow
- Rockapella singing Come My Way
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Piccadilly Circus right before curfew
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Watching the sun come up from the front steps of the Wisconsin Ave house with Leonard after a night of card games and bad wine
- Lake Tahoe
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The second first time he said “I love you”
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Snuggling with Maestro and a good book; snuggling with Teddy and a half-knit sock
- Dancing in a thunderstorm on the shore of Lake Memphramagog to a band called Downpour
- Painting my own apartment.
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Surprise birthday parties at 16, 18, and 21.
- Climbing tree horses
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Laughing with Ashley as we stole cookie dough from Amy’s bowl
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Every wine-tasting outing, because they were always with those friends, you know, the ones you can travel with
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Slumming with the Bean that night in Fremont, drinking black russians with those boys and somehow making it home alive
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Helping Alex her learn colors with M&Ms
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My friends’ faces on their wedding days
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The last first time we said “I love you”
I think about those drives to and fro, a lot. We have had one too many of those morning afters where we said “whoa, we should be dead.” Oh the No-Doze – that evil, evil lying pill. Like hell it’s a good idea!
I still cannot go to the beach without craving a Noah’s chocolate chip bagel.
I am proud to have made the list on 3 accounts. The bathtub, jewel and drunked Jen is a pretty fond memory – a crystal clear one.
Good times always follow us.
Four, Bean — Wine-tasting in Sonoma. Didn’t we do Livermore once, too?
You know, back before Livermore was hip?