I stole this from Erin. I am, yet again, a stealer!
The rules (gotta' have 'em!):
1. Everyone leave a comment with a memory of me. Whether you've known me for a really long time or not long at all, you can add whatever you like! Something, anything!
2. If you continue it on your blog, then I'll come over and add a memory of you! And if you don't have blog, I'll tell my memory in the comments.
5 comments:
I love your now-classic line, "No one can take your 'no' away," when we were listening to Liza talk about her (admittedly ugly) break-up with Eric.
My favorite Adrienne moment... Hmm ... that's practically impossible.
But I would say that your effing good lemon sourcream pound cake really ... takes the cake.
And your reaction when I told you, in all my naive honesty, that I thought you were a Republican. Good times.
"Just because you have a little Irish face doesn't mean you can get a little....Irish....face? MISTER!"
Slack jawed yokel in car next to Adrienne's: "Yo, I fuck fat chicks too!"
Adrienne, who is always quick with her rapier like wit: "Goody for you!"
Ooh! The time you did the salsa dance in the middle of the night in the N.C. rest stop on our way back from Asheville after Olivia's graduation.
"Woman does someting, woman does someting--Ju stand!"
--Patherine
A. It's still true!
B. I still can't believe you knew me for six (6!)years & thought I was a Republican.
C. Everything is fixed if you tack on a "mister" at the end.
D. And I fucked up my ankle for that bit so I appreciate that you remember it!
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