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Thursday, February 17, 2005
Enquiring Minds Want to Know
I think it might be fun to pose questions and let family members answer them...For instance, who was your first kiss? (Your real one, not one in a closet that was being timed...)
My first kiss was with Dave Baumstark, our neighbor in St.Louis. I was 12 (and looked like 16) and he was 13 (and looked like 12). I had had a puppy dog crush on him for a long time, and he "asked me out" one day while walking home from the bus stop.
A couple of days later, it got back to him (through one very chatty Heather Hintze) that I wanted him to kiss me.
So one day after the bus dropped us off, I was walking him up to his porch and he said, "Oh yeah, come here..." and he put his VERY chapped lips to mine iin a sort of effort at a kiss. It gets gross from here... Needless to say, 13 year old don't know much about the nuances of French kissing and it was WAY gross and shockingly invasive.
I floated home wanting to alternately sing and vomit. Thankfully, Mom AND Aunt Boo were home and shared in my very imporant and grown up news.
Prolouge: the relationship didn't last long. Dave wanted to spend time making out in our basement and I just wasn't down with that. SO AWKWARD! So I broke it off citing that we were moving in a few months and I really had to concentrate on that and not be distracted... Dave was a little heartbroken (who wouldn't be!) and sulked around our house for a day, and then we never talked again...
I declare alexis rothey as my first official kiss kiss (although i did kiss heidi burnigham a few times). as you may recall. i had been officially dating her for three months, without a kiss. so homecoming was coming and it was to be the night... i was 16, she was 17. long story short; got lost missed the dance but still managed a kiss as i left her at her house. i was a half hour late for curfew that night becasue it took that long to muster up the courage (and stop laughing long enough) to kiss her. she then broke up with me the following day.
Name: Jennifer Smith Grade: 8th Kissing Type: Mostly pecks. About as boring as her name. Reason for break up: See Kissing Type Impressions: Didn't turn me gay
For clarification, "fattooth" is Todd, right? (Why "fattooth"? Must be a story there.) We're all glad you are not gay, Todd.
Spencer, The story of that homecoming date would make a great blog post sometime. Maybe our next topic should be "worst date ever". Did she really break up with you the next day? That is terrible and makes me feel very sad for you. Are you not a good kisser or something? In that case, I feel bad for HER!
I was wondering who this fattooth guy was...sorry, Todd. My first kiss...his name was Danny La...something, I can't remember. I was 14 and we were dancing at a party at someone's house. Mostly, I was just curious about kissing. He smelled like creamed corn. I think I saw him a time or two after that at Stake dances. No big whoop. You all didn't know what a little hussy I was, huh? You thought all this time that my first kiss was PKO after we were married. That's why I'm not so sure about this blogging thing. It might shatter my pristine image. What? I don't have one anyway? Okay, blog on.....
How boring for you all: It was Jacob Sevy in his driveway next to the green jeep, or was it the purple jeep grand cherokee...anyway, my exact words directly after my first kiss was, "that was weak." I meant like good goin' abby, you loser...but it came out sounding like, good goin', jacob, is that all you got?
Hey you guys! Catch our blog site at http://stubbs1025.blogspot.com
By the way MO has more kissing stories. I can tell of few of where coming home from babysitting jobs she used me to "save" her from some kisses she did not want. MOM in Orem
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My first kiss was with Dave Baumstark, our neighbor in St.Louis. I was 12 (and looked like 16) and he was 13 (and looked like 12). I had had a puppy dog crush on him for a long time, and he "asked me out" one day while walking home from the bus stop.
A couple of days later, it got back to him (through one very chatty Heather Hintze) that I wanted him to kiss me.
So one day after the bus dropped us off, I was walking him up to his porch and he said, "Oh yeah, come here..." and he put his VERY chapped lips to mine iin a sort of effort at a kiss. It gets gross from here... Needless to say, 13 year old don't know much about the nuances of French kissing and it was WAY gross and shockingly invasive.
I floated home wanting to alternately sing and vomit. Thankfully, Mom AND Aunt Boo were home and shared in my very imporant and grown up news.
Prolouge: the relationship didn't last long. Dave wanted to spend time making out in our basement and I just wasn't down with that. SO AWKWARD! So I broke it off citing that we were moving in a few months and I really had to concentrate on that and not be distracted... Dave was a little heartbroken (who wouldn't be!) and sulked around our house for a day, and then we never talked again...
7th grade (shocker). Matt Duffy (aka Rabbit Boy). Like kissing yo brothah (not that I would know). Ho hum.
Thank goodness it only got more interesting from there on out... :)
I declare alexis rothey as my first official kiss kiss (although i did kiss heidi burnigham a few times). as you may recall. i had been officially dating her for three months, without a kiss. so homecoming was coming and it was to be the night... i was 16, she was 17. long story short; got lost missed the dance but still managed a kiss as i left her at her house. i was a half hour late for curfew that night becasue it took that long to muster up the courage (and stop laughing long enough) to kiss her. she then broke up with me the following day.
Name: Jennifer Smith
Grade: 8th
Kissing Type: Mostly pecks. About as boring as her name.
Reason for break up: See Kissing Type
Impressions: Didn't turn me gay
For clarification, "fattooth" is Todd, right? (Why "fattooth"? Must be a story there.) We're all glad you are not gay, Todd.
Spencer, The story of that homecoming date would make a great blog post sometime. Maybe our next topic should be "worst date ever". Did she really break up with you the next day? That is terrible and makes me feel very sad for you. Are you not a good kisser or something? In that case, I feel bad for HER!
I was wondering who this fattooth guy was...sorry, Todd. My first kiss...his name was Danny La...something, I can't remember. I was 14 and we were dancing at a party at someone's house. Mostly, I was just curious about kissing. He smelled like creamed corn. I think I saw him a time or two after that at Stake dances. No big whoop. You all didn't know what a little hussy I was, huh? You thought all this time that my first kiss was PKO after we were married. That's why I'm not so sure about this blogging thing. It might shatter my pristine image. What? I don't have one anyway? Okay, blog on.....
Mo, you are the second person this week to complain about someone smelling like creamed corn... weird... and creamy.
MO...You kissed someone at a PARTY? Man, I never even did that...
How boring for you all:
It was Jacob Sevy in his driveway next to the green jeep, or was it the purple jeep grand cherokee...anyway, my exact words directly after my first kiss was, "that was weak." I meant like good goin' abby, you loser...but it came out sounding like, good goin', jacob, is that all you got?
Hey you guys! Catch our blog site at http://stubbs1025.blogspot.com
By the way MO has more kissing stories. I can tell of few of where coming home from babysitting jobs she used me to "save" her from some kisses she did not want.
MOM in Orem
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