Comment by Darlene

3/24/2006 @ 9:29 am

I can tell from the images that you enjoy your friends.

Comment by Amy

3/24/2006 @ 10:06 am

Ok… I’m the astronaut.

F.R.E.D is obvious.

Careful, don’t look at cookie monster… you might turn into stone.

I know who red dirt reminds me of… but not sure about you. “Red dirt… I hate Red Dirt.”

Comment by Jami Leigh

3/24/2006 @ 10:09 am

I’m starting to question my “Red dirt” picture. Wondering if I’m attaching the memory to the wrong person. Wondering if she will remember. . . or if she’ll read this.

Comment by Amy

3/24/2006 @ 10:23 am

Lensey made the infamous “Red Dirt” statement on an FHA trip.

Comment by sami

3/24/2006 @ 1:48 pm

I would say that I am the dirt road out in the middle of no where. This would not have anything to do with the pumpkin patch would it?

Comment by Nicole

3/24/2006 @ 2:35 pm

Okay Jami, this is a great game. Trying to find myself . . . trying to find myself . . . searching all of my Jami memories . . .

Wasn’t there a “red dirt” issue we dealt with back in high school? Amy really liked to talk about “red dirt.” I remember now. We talked about it on the way either to or from camp one year. Does anyone remember this or are my memories off?

Comment by Amy

3/24/2006 @ 3:30 pm

OK! FHA Sub-District competition trip. Sheila and I Lensey and Beth maybe Nicole Chapman.

Lensey said, “Red Dirt, I hate Red Dirt!” I thought it was funny… And said it constantly after that to the point of driving people insane.

Which included later on trips with Nicole Davis and Jami.

Sheila may have been involved in the insanity as well. I know she was on the first trip and often endured my craziness.

Comment by Nicole

3/24/2006 @ 4:15 pm

Okay, okay, Amy. I don’t like red dirt anyway. It’s messy and always stains everything a sad rust color.

Comment by Amy

3/24/2006 @ 4:28 pm

So Nicole, would you say, “Red dirt. I hate red dirt?”

Cause 12 years later… that would still be funny.

P.S. Your memory was correct… hehe I did really like to talk about red dirt.

Comment by Sheila

3/24/2006 @ 4:40 pm

Okay- we need to get this clear. We were riding in a van to OKC and I made the red dirt comment. I still hate red dirt to this day. It stained my favorite outfit that my mom had made for me when I was 8 and I have since that date, hated the existance of red dirt. From that point on from the trip Amy always said the Red Dirt quote. At first glance I thought I was Fred for some reason thinking he was actually Barney… Barnes..Barney. It was not until further review that I realized Barney as actually Fred. That is what not having children around will do to you. So am I the dirt road or something else. Umm…..

Comment by Nicole

3/24/2006 @ 5:16 pm

See Amy, I knew you talked about red dirt a lot. Furthermore, I do hate red dirt, but I think the main reason is because I heard that “Red dirt. I hate red dirt.” quote about 1000 times during our road trips together.

So, Jami, are you going to enlighten us, or do you plan to let us guess ourselves crazy?

Never mind. I remember now! I had a feeling that somehow it was the spilled milk, but I had forgotten about the circumstances that surrounded it! Of course, how could I have been so stupid as to not remember the spilled milk? Thanks for the reminder. That’s a good memory! And to think, I had almost forgotten it!

Comment by Amy

3/24/2006 @ 5:29 pm

Really! Sheila said it first? So was Lensey even there? Maybe she was on a later trip and just couldn’t stand the fact that I KEPT saying the red dirt quote.

Do you see how insane this post has made me? Maybe I need a nap.

Oh and the spilled milk. Was that from our youth group ski trip? When someone spilled milk and Joel and Kurt cried about it?

Comment by Nicole

3/24/2006 @ 6:17 pm

That’s the one Amy. I spilled the milk, actually, I think, and Kurt started crying and then Joel started crying. They hadn’t slept for a couple of days or something and were REALLY silly. It was crazy. Those were good times.

Comment by Jami Leigh

3/24/2006 @ 6:38 pm

Wow! What a day to be gone, I come back and see all the conversation. Ok, Sheila definately belongs to the red dirt picture. Amy had me wondering for a while if I had wrongly applied that memory to Sheila. I’m glad that got straightened out while I was gone.

Sheila,that little statement you made so many years ago sure has made an impression. I even said it to Sami last August while we were driving through OK. I cracked myself up and she thought I was crazy.

Sami, yours was the compass which did go along with us being lost and looking for the pumpkin patch. Although now that I look at the road, I say it would fit for the same memory.

Nicole, yes you are the spilled milk. But no I don’t think Joel was involved it was Kurt that was pretending to cry. You laughed and laughed cause you thought it was hillarious. I thought you both were crazy.

Comment by Amy

3/24/2006 @ 6:58 pm

It was sooo early that morning. Around February 27th 1993. Joel and I had only been dating for a month. We met at the church in the kitchen. Donuts and milk were served. Kurt had stayed the night at Joel’s house. They stayed up all night talking about Jami and me.

And Jami, you’re right. They all were crazy.

The trip was cool. I don’t think Nicole had ever seen the Rocky Mountains before that day.

Comment by Julieann

3/24/2006 @ 7:08 pm

Ok, will I ever live down cookie monster and all of the other horible things I said and did? Probably not.

Oh, and the red dirt thing lived on after you guys graduated, Mrs J mentioned it on a trip, and it kept going. It even became a state officer joke. I still can’t see red dirt without thinking about it, and I wasn’t even there.

Comment by Jami Leigh

3/24/2006 @ 7:21 pm

Hey Julie, I had a picture of gymnasts at pizza hut, but I decided against it. . .

Comment by Nicole

3/24/2006 @ 7:23 pm

For the record, I had seen the mountains before that trip. (Remember Amy, I moved to Dalhart when I was 14, and you and Joel didn start dating for awhile after that. I think this was after you and Joel and Kurt and Jami were already engaged. I know it was, in fact, because you and Joel insisted that I sing “Go There With You” the entire trip.) Actually, the first time I ever saw the Rockies was a family vacation when I was 7.

I definitely remember that Kurt was crying over the milk. I thought that was hilarious, stupid, but hilarious!

Comment by Amy

3/24/2006 @ 8:29 pm

Hmm… Ok. I almost mentioned us asking you to sing “Go There With You.” But we definitely weren’t engaged yet. The craziest part of us asking you to sing that song in our wedding was that we had only been together for one month.

We got engaged a year later… when he came home from Evangel to go skiing with me. Goodness… what’s with all the ski trips? I hate skiing.

When did you move to Dalhart? I know it was before April of 1992. Did we go skiing that year too? I totally remember you being excited to see the mountains. But now that you mention it, I also remember you saying you had seen them before when you were younger.

What a silly conversation. Saying… “OH yeh. Red Dirt… Spilled Milk… heheheh.” That would have been easier.

Comment by Joel

3/24/2006 @ 11:39 pm

I don’t remember the whole milk thing, but I do remember it being the first time Nicole saw the mountains since she was a kid. Nicole came to Dalhart just a few months before I went to basic training in June of 1992, I then returned in October, started with the youth group, and that February we went on the ski trip. It should have been Nicole’s first one since arriving at Dalhart. Whether it was or not, I remember her being amazed by the mountains.

Comment by Nicole

3/25/2006 @ 1:22 am

Joel, you’re wrong. I moved in the spring of 1992 and my first ski trip was that December, there you are right, but on the way up I was riding in the front with Sandy Stenson and don’t even remember you being on that trip. That trip was the first time I had seen the mountains since I was a kid, but it wasn’t the trip with the spilled milk because on that first trip, I wasn’t as close to Jami and Amy as I later became. I don’t even think we were really that good of friends then. Amy can tell you that it was a long time before she was able to get through my “thick skull” and prove she could be trusted as a friend.

The spilled milk happened later, when we were older and closer friends. (I hate to bring this up, but if I recall, for the first few months you were back from basic, you had your sights set on someone (that would be me) other than Amy.

Jami, can you believe this silly game started such a huge wave of conversation? How fun! This is why I love the blogosphere!

Comment by Sarah

3/25/2006 @ 2:41 pm

My picture is the seasons’ picture. Jami and I talk about that we must be going through a season or that this is just a season.