Today I'm linking up with Lauren and Tiffany for Tuesday Topics.
I first jumped into this blog hop two Tuesdays ago and it was a lot of fun! It really made me think about things other than potty training and sneaking a few M&M's
just one more time!
I didn't participate last week because the subject was to choose seven people I'd like to meet. I was about to jump in and then realized - I got nothin'! I didn't know who I wanted to meet. Um...the inventor of Sour Patch Kids because they're yummy? Mark Wahlberg because he's hot? Hi, Brain? Could you NOT be so shallow, please? Gawd!
But here we are at the end of Tuesday and I've had all day to think about six memories that stand out in my brain enough to put it on paper...or blogger, I mean.
Now, the criteria doesn't specify whether they should be good or bad memories but I'd like to focus on the good. We have plenty of not so good to go around and with time, all that not so good falls away and we're left talking about the good memories. So here I go.
I was OBSESSED with figure skating when I was little. And this poor, little Southern Arizona girl had no where to go except for the living room carpet with my wannabe figure skating moves. We had no ice skating rink in our city. But I knew I was destined to be a figure skater so I practiced my moves on that living room carpet every Saturday morning.
A few times a year my mom would drive us up to Phoenix where they had not one, but TWO skating rinks. We would go just to skate and it was the funnest. Somehow my twirls and flips looked a tiny bit different on real ice than on my living room carpet. I was a legend in my own mind.
I lived in Hawaii and went to high school there for almost three years. I lived with my dad and it was just him and I. Of course, it's Hawaii, so there is a ton of stuff to do there. But one of my best memories is all the time I got to spend with my dad. As a teenage girl, it was much needed quality time.