This Kiss
I guess what Miss Africankelli said was right, if you put it out there, the Internet helps hold you accountable. I’d had the hobby idea kicking around for a few weeks now, then I wrote about it and then I realized I couldn’t just write about it then not follow through. So, today I went down to the local music store and gathered cards of guitar teachers. For a mere $18/half hour I’m in the hobby game! So, by this time next year be prepared for singing around the campfire on camping trips.
On a different subject: I was reading about a first date just now and it made me think back again to when I was dating. When I was in high school I wasn’t necessarily the coolest girl. I mean really, not at all. And I always thought of myself as shy. But when I got to college I really came into my own. I have a sneaking suspicion that it had something to do with being one of the only females in a male-dominated major, but I really did find a new popularity in college, and I fully took advantage.
My college was in a small town, which had its advantages and disadvantages. One advantage was that my girlfriend Jenn and I were well-known in town. We always went out to the bars together on Thur nights and we were never starved for attention. The disadvantage was that if you dated a guy, there was a good chance he knew someone else you’d dated. And in my case, if you date more than one guy at once, there’s always a chance that they might play on a soccer team together. Oops.
Dating was painful. Don’t get me wrong, I did have a great time when I was dating and I dated all different kinds of guys, but the uncomfortable silences, the feeling each other out for common interests, the wondering if they’re interested enough for a second date, the one scary situation where a guy got a little too pushy. But the first kiss… The thrill of waiting for it all night. Him walking you to the door and you hoping it wasn’t just because it was the polite guy thing to do. Getting lost in their smell and being close to them. The lean. Then you’re lost in the headiness of a first kiss. *sigh*
I am the luckiest girl in the world to have a husband who I still love kissing. I can’t get enough. But still, I’m glad that I have a few friends that I can live vicariously through.
