A First...

So I think that I'll start a series of blogs about relationships, some mine, sometimes others... We'll see where this goes.

Today I want to tell you about my first kiss. It didn't happen when I was twelve, or even sixteen. I remember turning sixteen and a family friend saying in a sing-sing voice "Sweet Sixteen and Never Been Kissed". If she only knew how true it was. And despite all of the heckling from one Jeremy P. about smooching Daniel E. or Philip H. I never kissed anyone in high school... I was 18.

The summer after I graduated I got a job working as a hostess in a restaurant downtown. I liked the job, was good at it and in the company of my co-workers I experienced other firsts not accustomed to my "sheltered" life.

I has pretty active in my church's college group and had a good core group of friends. One of these friends was kind of cute and we spent a lot of time together in small group settings. His best friend was dating my best friend so it was inevitable that we would be the "other" couple. Without ever verbalizing an interest in me I thought maybe we were just flirty people. Then one night he showed up at my job. Sat at the bar and drank a coke. He asked if I wanted to go see a movie when I got off. I was super excited. You have to remember that I had never really been asked out before* and a cute guy was doing the asking. So, I did what most girls would do. I lied to my boss to get off early so I could go to the movie.

We saw Snake Eyes and held hands, I think, and afterwards we went to IHOP. We chatted, ate and decided it was way to late to be out. We drove in separate cars because I lived nearby, so he walked me to my car. Keep in mind this young man was almost a foot taller than me, so the goodnight hug that turned into a kiss was awkward to begin with, despite the fact that it was a new experience.

We dated, sort of, after that but not for very long. I let the relationship fade and started seeing someone else. It took me awhile after the fact to realize that I really did like him, but it was too late. He dated and then married a friend of mine. And that's a little weird because I remember sitting on a bed relaying the event to my gal pals, and she was one of them. I'm sure she's probably told him what I said about it, including the fact that I was taken completely by surprise and the fact that he tried to stab me with his tongue didn't help.

I know. Not super exciting. When I started typing it played out a lot better in my head...

* I was asked out ONCE by the aforementioned Philip H. But I got in trouble for something and grounded so we never got to go out... Believe me, I gave my mom all kinds of grief about that one.

Blogging...

So, I think maybe I should try to do this more often and just vent or chat about what's going on in my world...

I'm really excited. For three reasons....

1. I have paint!!! I will start painting my living room tonight and hopefully finish up tomorrow and the next time you come over my house will look fabulous!

2. I got a new workout video from the library. It's the New York City Ballet Company's workout regimen. I'm ecstatic. I haven't done it yet but I'm about to.

3. Game night Sunday!!!! I love hanging out with my buddies and game nights at our house make it easier for us to do that without having to find someone to watch the kiddos.

But, there is sadness with the game night. For we recently met an awesome human being who after Sunday will live Far, Far, Away.... Sadness for the Shadmiester, the Shadinator, Shadley (sorry, but his name inspires me to add a ridiculous ending to it. ) Don't you hate it when that happens? You meet neat people only to have them move away. But I'm sure there are people Far Away wishing he was there too.

Fine. I guess you can go... Just make sure you come back...

And finally, five things I love today....
1. My recipe for Serendipity's frozen hot chocolate
2. Freecycle
3. Memories from my Senior Trip
4. Black Bean/Brown Rice on Whole Wheat tortilla burritos
5. Aunt Mona - Multilingual, teacher, former missionary to Kenya, five mile a day runner, butt-kicking card player, and health nut extraodinaire...

Oh, yeah. And scaryness.... my uncle Paul (not really an uncle, that's just what we call him) will be leaving soon to go to Israel for six months. Traditionally he is an international pilot for American and also serves in the Air Force Reserves... but they won't tell him what he's going to be doing, he just knows he's not going to be flying... That's a little scary to me. 'Cause honestly that is the very last place on earth I'd want to be right now.

And if you're bored check this out...
Hitler restaurant

What's a blog for?

Sorry about the last post. I was having a bad couple of days.

Anyway, I'm currently on a quest to find out the purpose of a blog. I've been reading quite a few and I've come up with several ideas... I'd love feedback.

A blog is...

* A place to gab about your daily events, kind of like a diary. If that's what I do it would look something like this... Woke up, got breakfast for the girls, watched cartoons with the girls, ate lunch, took a nap, fixed dinner, watched t.v., went to bed. Every day. No one wants to read that. Oh yeah, throw in an occasional trip to the grocery store and a shower.

* A safe haven to rant about roommates and co-workers. I've come across quite a few of these. They are pretty interesting to read, even more so when you know the people that they're talking about. My problem, my roommates are my hubby and kiddos, and I have no co-workers....um, what else...

* A cyber space gallery for art. Whether it be poems, artwork, or photography I can always find lots of these. Where again, I don't do any of these. I'm horrible at poetry, I'm not an artist and although I would like to try my hand at photography my current digital camera sucks and is M.I.A. so... strike three...

* Finally, a place to impart words of wisdom and share life changing experiences... I don't have words of wisdom except to say "Don't do what I did." Do people really want to hear that? I could talk about things I've done, relationships gone awry... would you read it? Would you care?

What's a blog for anyway?