I have been trying to think of fresh new and exciting posting ideas for this blog. I have been inspired by a blog that I secretly read. (Definition of secretly read: I read the blog on a regular basis but never comment because I don't know the person. I have only recently started very tentatively to post comments on blogs of people I don't actually know. Just one of my many nerouses.)
So I think today I will post a fairly easy and somewhat common question then of course answer the question myself. Then if you are so inclined post your very own answer in comments.
So here is the fairly easy and somewhat common question.......(ooh aren't you excited?)
What is your earliest childhood memory?
Mine happened on the way to my parent's wedding when I was about 2 1/2. On the way to the church my Aunt slammed my fingers in the car door. I don't remember the actual slamming, but I remember the pain, and my refusal to let anyone look at my fingers because in my two and half year old mind squeezing them with my good hand made them feel much better. My aunt still has some residual guilt over it too.
Now share yours while I go watch the season premiere of Scrubs that I have been looking forward to for sooooo loooonnnggg. Ah ZB...it has been too TOO long since you have made me belly laugh out loud.
2 comments:
Okay, the address of the secret blog, please.
My earliest memory is standing in the kitchen of a brokedown house we lived in across from Forbes Field. I'm dragging a wooden toy dog and staring up at my mom as she washes dishes. I have no idea why I remember it so clearly...
Now if I told you it wouldn't be a secret now would it?
I will give you a hint..the intials of the blog are KTBAGG.
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