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What's your memory of me?

What's your memory of me?

Here are the directions: (This is obviously from quite awhile ago, but memories of fun times are always good, and never old. I'd still like to get your comments.)

1. As a comment on my blog, leave one memory that you and I had together. It doesn't matter if you knew me a little or a lot, anything you remember!

2. Next, re-post these instructions on your blog and see how many people leave a memory about you. It's actually pretty cool (and funny) to see the responses. If you leave a memory about me, I'll assume you're playing the game and I'll come to your blog and leave one about you. :) If you don't want to play on your blog, or if you don't have a blog, I'll leave my memory of you in my comments.

Borrowing Dallin's Back Yard

Iris had a Wonder Horse that she had gotten for Christmas a few years ago, but had outgrown. They decided to keep it in the family, and wanted to give it to Dallin and Adam for Christmas last year (2007). It still had a lot of life left in it, but the paint job had suffered from living outdoors for awhile. So, Amanda asked if I would refurbish it.

Amanda helped me take the whole thing apart, and then, I went to work. Sanding and repainting worked "wonders" (haha), and soon the old horse looked like a new one. Marily, Mark, and the boys declared the project a success, and Marily suggested that I might be able to fix up other horses (I think the current term for it would be "repurpose."), and resell them. I thought it sounded like a good idea, but have been pretty busy with school, since then. ("after" shots of Dallin's horse)

Last week, I found a poor, neglected horse at the thrift store, and just happened to run into a friend who was shopping there at the same time. She drove the horse home for me in her truck. Thursday, I went to hang out at Marily's and work in their back yard. (At the apartments where I live, there is no place I can turn into a workspace for spray painting.) When I told Dallin I was "borrowing his back yard," he asked, "You're taking my back yard?" "No, I'm going to use it here, because I don't have a yard." He seemed sad for me, that I don't have a yard. He loves his new back yard. It's one of the things he likes best about the new house - Mom and Dad bought him a back yard.

(Dallin, helping out, below)

For awhile, Bethany and Daniel, and Kerami, all came by to hang out. The little boys were a big "help" scrubbing the dirt off the horse parts. Totally into the water, of course. Then, Marily fixed us all sandwiches, and we had lunch and visited, while I let the parts dry. After lunch came a few more hours of spray painting and drying, and now I just have to do the hand-painting detail. He's going to be a Palomino. Yeehaw!

Thanks Marily and Family, for sharing your yard and your hospitality!