On the drive home tonight, conversation with the man lead to the recollection of first kisses. I could recall mine instantly and quite vividly. It was with my 3rd grade boyfriend, against a tree in the woods behind my house — freaking romantic, even to my little 8-year-old mind. Well, romantic until the neighborhood kids who'd snuck up on us started screaming and running to tell everyone within earshot. Then it was total embarrassment. But not only do I remember the kiss itself, I know the boy's first and last name, what he looked like, what his bicycle looked like and somewhere in my jewelry box, I still have the gift he gave me before my family moved away that summer.
The man, however, had to think about his first kiss and wasn't even sure of the girl's name or how old he was at the time. "I don't know, but I think it was within proximity to a spin the bottle game with my sister's friends." Seriously? I'm sorry but that is simply not an acceptable first kiss story. And that's all I could get from him. Is my husband unique in this memory lapse or is this how all guys are? Incidentally, do people actually play spin the bottle?
How about your first french kiss? Well it seems my husband's first kiss was also his first french kiss, which I think makes it even stranger that he didn't remember any details. I didn't get that kind of kiss until 9th grade, but it was worth the wait (even more romantic than my 3rd grade smooch). It was in the bleachers after a JV football game. My boyfriend (he was in 10th grade) was the team captain and they'd won. People were starting to clear out and he came off the field, walked up the bleachers, grabbed me and kissed me for what seemed like about 5 minutes. I can still see that kiss from like a sweeping aerial shot from a movie in my mind. Yeah, it was that good. And still the best kiss I've ever had (I didn't mention that part to the man).
So come on. Share. I need first kiss stories. Who remembers? How romantic was it? I want details.