First Kiss
9.23.2006
I check out magazines from the library. I know that is totally lame, but I hate the guilt of buying them and letting them stack up for years and then finally throwing them away. I would rather check out ones that every other dirty person in the county has touched. Anyway, I checked out a couple Real Simple magazines to take on the plane to Denver. One of them was for the holidays and it had an article about how we don't know our family. Which is true. I know my sisters and brother and their lives pretty well. But I don't really know about anyone else. The article had a whole bunch of questions, semi-nosy, to ask your relatives so that you could get to know them. I wrote them down and thought that I would write about them occasionally.
One the really stuck out, was who was your first kiss?
Update 7/10/2008: Mine would like to remain nameless. He let me know today. However, if you are smart and look at the comments, you can see his name down there and his snarky comments as well.
Update 7/26/08: I noticed today that he removed his comments. However, since I know a bit about the interweb, I still have them. I know, I am a genius with some mad internet skills. However, you don't have to be a genius to see his name.
I went to junior prom with him. At the end, on the door step, he kissed me. It was so perfect, in a sickeningly teenage romance kind of way, that I burst into tears. Obviously, that was the correct response. He was mortified and ran back to his car and was so nervous he did not come to church the next day (we were in the same ward) and did not talk to me for a while after. As I recall, the actual events of the next day may be different, I cannot remember for sure. It was something like that.
One the really stuck out, was who was your first kiss?
Update 7/10/2008: Mine would like to remain nameless. He let me know today. However, if you are smart and look at the comments, you can see his name down there and his snarky comments as well.
Update 7/26/08: I noticed today that he removed his comments. However, since I know a bit about the interweb, I still have them. I know, I am a genius with some mad internet skills. However, you don't have to be a genius to see his name.
I went to junior prom with him. At the end, on the door step, he kissed me. It was so perfect, in a sickeningly teenage romance kind of way, that I burst into tears. Obviously, that was the correct response. He was mortified and ran back to his car and was so nervous he did not come to church the next day (we were in the same ward) and did not talk to me for a while after. As I recall, the actual events of the next day may be different, I cannot remember for sure. It was something like that.
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9/23/2006 9:44 PM
That was kinda weird looking at the wedding pics of the guy who 1st kissed you. Are you still in touch, or did you just Google his name? Funny.