flash-back friday

The first part of June, 16 years ago, I had my first kiss. It was shortly after graduation and I was embarrassed about the fact I was sooooo old and had never kissed a boy.

One warm evening this really handsome guy, I really liked, called and asked if I would go on a "Slurpee run" with him. I said "sure" and he came right over. We got about half-way down the street and something went wrong with his car (I don't remember what). So we went back to my house and ended up playing night games (hide-and-go-seek) with the younger neighbor kids. He held my hand and commented that it smelled like oranges - (I had eaten one right before he called). He made some witty comment, I don't remember exactly what, I was embarrassed but happy.

Later we jumped on the trampoline and then sat and talked. Eventually he asked if he could kiss me. I said yes but I was so nervous and embarrassed. Unfortunately, when I'm really nervous I laugh, and thus, ---we kissed, ---I laughed, ---not good.

Fortunately for me, he didn't give up on me.

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13 years ago this month we were married.

It feels like yesterday. If it weren't for the 5 kidlettes running around here I would think it was just yesterday.

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Here's to kissing my best friend, my crush, my love. It's turned out pretty good.

*LIFE IS GOOD!*