My first car was a Firebird. It was in need of a lot of TLC. Thankfully my dad is a genius and can fix anything.
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FYI: That's my silly little brother...who is not so little anymore.
The first concert I attended was an O-Town concert. They are also the first and only famous people I have ever met. Does anyone even remember O-Town?
The first best friends I remember having were Emily and Shannon in Mississippi.
The first holiday memory I have is of sitting in my Grandma Voet's basement with all my cousins waiting to open presents at Christmas time. I know I got something for my barbies...and I think I broke it.
Our first family photo...
The first movie I was afraid of was The Never Ending Story.
The first memory I have of my mom is sitting in the bathroom during a storm while she read books to keep us calm.
The first memory I have of my dad is getting in trouble for playing with these elastic strap things that kept his Air Force BDU pants tucked into his boots. I liked to put them in my barbie doll's hair =)
The first BIG move I made was to Germany. I was newly married and my husband was deployed. I thought, "Oh, move to a foreign country alone? Piece of cake!" NOT. I flew back home 3 weeks later. I went back to Germany a few weeks before my husband was scheduled to be there. I made some AMAZING friends and fell in love with my life there.
And this has been my FIRST blog post =)
I am SO thrilled that you started a blog, and kinda saw it coming when you started reading mine. :) This fits you perfectly. I really hope it works out well for you. The blogging community is AMAZING. I'm seriously SO excited that you are blogging. LOL And reading this post made me MISS YOU!!
ReplyDeleteHi! I'm Jesika and reading your first post was everything I didn't include in mine. But great job!
ReplyDeleteI started my blog right around the same time you did. I'm very excited and I hope we can hellp each other as much as possible! I'm a new follower! Have a BEautiful day!
-JEsika
www.withlovejka.com