tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36208972.post8689614141302973983..comments2012-06-18T09:29:18.308-08:00Comments on Adventures in AmyLand: Normally I Don't Do Things Like This But...Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10317292421646755122noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36208972.post-31183108352186333102008-07-14T10:43:00.000-08:002008-07-14T10:43:00.000-08:00I do miss those times with friends. They seem to ...I do miss those times with friends. They seem to be non-existant here. <BR/><BR/>I remember sitting in your garage during our garage sale and you attempting to teach me to knit. Yeah I can't do a simple tight not. But it was fun and I admire all of your talent.Karenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01554926791789074657noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36208972.post-59862641500386071012008-07-13T08:40:00.000-08:002008-07-13T08:40:00.000-08:00Where to begin... we've had so many memories toget...Where to begin... we've had so many memories together!!! Here's one that you and I didn't have "together," but we were both involved! <BR/>I remember when we were living together and you had just met Eric. He would drop you off at the house, but you wouldn't get out of the car. You and him would sit out in the driveway (for what seemed like hours) talking. The girls and I knew what was going on, but when we asked you would deny deny deny that you two were anything but "friends". I just have to say - HAHAHA - I KNEW you liked him!!!!!Leathhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09231630481175819992noreply@blogger.com