Your sweetest summertime memory

[birdgirl73]

This afternoon when my sister and I were sitting on the back porch and looking at the yard through sweltering heat waves (my family lives in Texas), we began reminiscing about our best childhood memories.

Mine was of being about 10 years old and out of school for the summer. Being at my grandmother's house in small-town central Texas. Spending all day long playing and swimming and running wild with my sisters and cousins, who were the best and most creative playmates in the world. We played from sunup to sundown, and when it got to be almost dark my grandmother would gather us all up at a picnic table in her backyard and slice into an icy cold watermelon and let us eat that (and spit seeds at each other and make faces wearing huge watermelon rind teeth). Then she and our parents or aunts would spray us down with a garden hose to take care of sticky hands, and we'd play our final game of the night, which was catching fireflies.

Anyone else have sweet summertime memories?

birdgirl73 Reviewed by birdgirl73 on 06-07-2006. Your sweetest summertime memory This afternoon when my sister and I were sitting on the back porch and looking at the yard through sweltering heat waves (my family lives in Texas), we began reminiscing about our best childhood memories. Mine was of being about 10 years old and out of school for the summer. Being at my grandmother's house in small-town central Texas. Spending all day long playing and swimming and running wild with my sisters and cousins, who were the best and most creative playmates in the world. We played Rating: 5

[rainbows.rsexy]

This afternoon when my sister and I were sitting on the back porch and looking at the yard through sweltering heat waves (my family lives in Texas), we began reminiscing about our best childhood memories.

Mine was of being about 10 years old and out of school for the summer. Being at my grandmother's house in small-town central Texas. Spending all day long playing and swimming and running wild with my sisters and cousins, who were the best and most creative playmates in the world. We played from sunup to sundown, and when it got to be almost dark my grandmother would gather us all up at a picnic table in her backyard and slice into an icy cold watermelon and let us eat that (and spit seeds at each other and make faces wearing huge watermelon rind teeth). Then she and our parents or aunts would spray us down with a garden hose to take care of sticky hands, and we'd play our final game of the night, which was catching fireflies.

Anyone else have sweet summertime memories?

hangining out with the female water polo players in the pool when I was a water polo player in high school.


boiiiiiing!!!!

SCHWIIIIIIINGGGGGG!!!!!!

I got serious CHEVY!

"like a ROCK, I was standing arrow straight"

[UncleChunky]

When I was 13 I spent the summer at my cousins an lost my virginity! That was the best summer ever! I haven't had that much sex in one summer since.

[Smokin EnDo]

nasty....did you lose your virginity to your cousin? pervert.

[psychopixi]

Best summer ever has to be the summer Stewart and I worked in Eddy's Restaurant down in Llangennith. 'Gennith is pretty popular amongst surfers, and it's got a camping ground and caravan park as well as the restaurant. The assistant chef was also a dealer and so we spent the summer working the day in Eddy's, chilling out in the camping ground with friends, then going home and smoking in the barn/garage.

Mum never kept her car in the garage (converted from an old barn, so it was easily big enough for three cars), so we put boxes all round the bottom of the garage door to keep draughts out. She also kept a long wooden bench in there anyway, and we brought in two garden chairs and an old stool for a table.

Despite the fact that the barn itself was ancient the roof had all it's tiles intact, so rain couldn't get in. We put old sofa cushions on the garden chairs, and threw towels over the backs. We had a really big old saucepan which was missing a handle, and dug a shallow hole in the dirt floor and sunk the saucepan into it part way, and used it to hold a fire every night - my mum has a log burning stove, so there was no shortage of wood to use. We also bought loads of pillar candles and set them up round the place for more light. We just used to play stupid kids games like I-spy and charades, and it was actually pretty cool - we entertained ourselves every night without TV, DVDs, music or the computer and had a fucking amazing summer. That's my best summer ever.

[beachguy in thongs]

Too many. But you people have some nice stories.

[orangeman]

I cant remember, my good life's been blocked by a glob of shit for so long I cant even see in the past these bad times to find a good memory. Thats why I started smoking in the first place and it has helped me quite a bit.

[beachguy in thongs]

Okay, the second time around, I can pick one. The field, underneath the powerlines, cut out through a forest, where I had sex with my girlfriend from high school.

Also, that time I got tendinitis when I was swinging a tire-checker bat in this new-age "speed ball" game I/We made up, with a tennis ball.

[growitandsmokeit]

In reply to Orangeman: Yeah Man I know where you are coming from with that one. Sometimes when I am being negative I'm like that. Try to stay positive though, bad times are what make you stronger and often make you a better person.
A favourite summertime memory is me and my sister gettin a picnic from my mum and going for little walks and watching the steam trains. that used to run near our house as there was a historic railway line near us. I was 10 when I realised that steam trains were not the only trains.

[whitekat]

suzie.....................she would come down and live with her father during summer break. suzie..............love lost