Monday, January 10, 2011

Kissing Is A Big Deal

Day 10: Discuss Your First Love and First Kiss

Discuss?? *squirms*

I don't like PDA (public displays of affection), so why would I want to
discuss my first kiss in public?!

Most of you are like, 'what's the big deal? I'm sure it was so long ago..' but see, I
married that kisser. And he reads my blog!

I wasn't kissed until I was 17. O.o Yeah, you heard me. In kissing terms that age is
ancient and because that age is ancient, I must have had something wrong with me, right?

I was just innocent and plain and everyone's friend.

I made him wait two weeks to even try it.

But I married him for his persistence, his brain that matches my wavelengths, and his ability to make me laugh.

My first love..

I had crushes. I had crushes on
Bad Boys. This one guy looked like Jonathan Brandis, oh yeah. Another was baby-faced and tan. If I open my middle-school yearbook and find his picture, it still makes my heart palpitate.

See? I can talk about them because I don't know where they are now!

My first 'boyfriend' was a sham. I was teased and hated and ostracized when the class found out I liked him at the awkward age when I was going through puberty and started to smell. He chased another girl around the playground while I pretended that it was just a cover for our hidden relationship that was mostly in my head.

Then there was the red-headed kid incident, where, like in the book 'flipped', the timing was just not right. I was left pining for my idea of what could have been for years.

Then I had a guy whom my friends claimed I was going out with. I held his hand sometimes, sat with him at lunch, but one day we were like, 'do you think we are more than friends?' and it was a resounding and mutual 'no'.

To love and be loved back was the desire of my heart and the subject of many a whispered prayer.

Until I met my husband.

(insert awww here)

I'd scan and share the prom pictures, but they are SCARY!

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1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Well, I'm 33 and have never been kissed except by grandmothers and the like. I've also never had anything that could be called a romantic relationship.

Doubtless this is for a combination of reasons, but among them is the fact that I like relationships to be slow. The kind of romance that appeals to me is the kind that starts off as a casual friendship, then after a few months becomes a deep friendship, and eventually transforms into something more. I'm not looking for a girlfriend. I'm looking for an apprentice girlfriend. :-)

In a nutshell: I may be a bit of an acquired taste, but I like to think the effort would be worth it... :-)