Wednesday memory.

I've been working on a special project for my brother lately and have looked through some fun pictures. Pictures are such a happy way to capture memories and try to hold onto time a bit longer. Sometimes when I'm scrapbooking, or working out, or just walking about... I'll think about a moment or time or experience in my past and it'll make me smile, or ponder, or wonder. And then it's gone. I have this big fear that as more years pass, I am going to forget all about my childhood and adolescence (This is already happening, as evidenced by my inability to answer Lindsey's questions about what my life was really like when I was her age...).

In a small effort to document my life a little better, I am going to start posting a random memory or story on Wednesdays. So here's to the first Wednesday memory!

Overnight laser tag extravaganza:

When I was in high school, my dad was a leader for the young men at church. All the boys loved "B-Rob" and thought he was the coolest guy. Of course, I think he's awesome too. I'm not sure if it was his idea originally or one of his boys' or maybe a group collaboration, but someone came up with the idea to rent out a lasertag place overnight. It wasn't an official church activity, clearly, but we did it. A few years in a row too. And it was so fun. My dad and a few other men in leadership came to chaperone because it was a co-ed thing. We had snacks and everyone dressed in black. We just played over and over all through the night (different rounds of people, different strategies, different game plans). I think it must have been my junior and senior year that we went (maybe sophomore?) My junior year... I was pretty infatuated with Jordan and hoped we'd get some time alone in a dark corner or something. Oh gosh! My senior year... Stephen came and I think he was upset at me because he thought I was flirting with Jordan too much. So silly! Nevertheless, the overnight laser tag extravaganzas were such fun activities I did with my friends from church.