He Just Wanted To Kiss Me

I have no idea how this happened.

I don’t know where I’ve been that this day has come so quickly and without warning.  I sometimes wonder if I’ve been in some sort of coma for half of the past two decades. I simply cannot believe that we are here:  our 20th Wedding Anniversary.

Yes, 20 years.

When I first started dating my husband he had forever in his eyes and it scared the crap out of me.  I had no idea how to handle the emotions and the thrill of having a man focused entirely on me….and my lips.  Yes, he just wanted to kiss me.   I didn’t let him…at first.  I had never been kissed.  I was 19, almost 20 and no man had ever kissed me on the lips. And I was scared.  What if I had fish lips that went limp and slimy?  What if let him down?  What if he was disappointed?

If I never learned how to kiss I would

surely be an old maid forever.

(these are the irrational thoughts of a naive teenage girl with no “experience”) .

Well, he did kiss me.  He pretty much had to throw me down on the floor and plant one on my cold, hard lips. I’m sure it wasn’t enjoyable.  But he persisted.  And eventually, I loosened up. And then we couldn’t stop.  Kissing became thrilling and romantic; lovely and heart-pounding.

But that’s as far as we went….till our wedding.

On our wedding day, my love got to show off his love of my lips in front of all of our family and friends. And boy did he give them a show! I look back at it now  and think we were nuts.   I suggest people do the nice closed mouth lip lock for the nuptials and leave the  tonsil-hockey to other more private locations.  Not my man.  Oh no…once he got a hold of me I was at his mercy.  I think I had to shoot up the white-flag a couple of times just to come up for air.

Ahhh yes…..young love and immature kissing.  It’s one of the special things we’ve grown into and perfected over the years.

I’m thankful for a man that didn’t give up on an inexperienced young girl.

I’m thankful for 20 years of learning and loving together.

I’m thankful that our marriage isn’t all about kissing but it still gets my heart pounding every time.

And I’m still thankful that I waited for the ONE guy to be the ONLY guy to ever be the one to kiss this girl.

Happy Anniversary my sweet love.

If you like this post please read what I really think about marriage:  What Marriage is For

Things I’ve never done…

On the heels of my recent post about “Things You’ll Never Hear me Say”  I thought I would give you a list of things I’ve never done.  Equally entertaining and enlightening I hope!

1.  I’ve never been to Vegas~ something about that over sensationalized, over commercialized, “what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas” , sin-city mentality.

2. I’ve never had  so much as a taste of beer.  I find the smell revolting and the pics of people raising their glass as if it’s a trophy deserving of applause kind of turns me off.

3. I’ve never smoked a cigarette, a joint, a cigar or any other foreign substance…I don’t ever want to either.

4. I’ve never traveled outside of North America.  My first choice for destinations would be Europe: Ireland, Scotland, Germany, Holland, Austria..someday, I hope.

5. I’ve never publicly admitted to skinny dipping(with my hubby)….even though I have. And right now, my cousins’ and my sisters’ jaws are dropping.  Hahahaha! gotcha!

6. I’ve never seen the Pacific or Atlantic oceans. **sigh** Actually, I’ve never been further east than Ontario.  Our Canadian “go-to” destination choice is Newfoundland/ New Brunswick/ PEI/ Nova Scotia.

7.I’ve never been as excited for a summer as I am for this one.  Really. Never.  I’m turning 40 and so is my husband…and our friends are GETTING MARRIED!! (premature on the last part? )

8.I’ve never kissed any man other than my husband. And I don’t want to.  His kisses are perfection and who wants to mess with that?

9. I’ve never had a professional hair colour or highlights.  mmmm….I think it may be time.

10. I’ve never doubted God’s existence.  I’ve doubted His answers…or lack thereof to my prayers, I’ve doubted His care and concern for my life and I’ve doubted that He hears me all the time…but I’ve NEVER doubted that He is there.

I didn’t make supper tonight….does anyone really care?

I’m having one of those days.   You know, the kind of day where you wonder how in the world it started and how or when it  will end.  It started off too early~ 5:15 a.m.  I awoke with pain and restlessness and the usual “you’re not going to fall back asleep” feeling that I sometimes get.  So I got up to get a drink and walk it off(and by walk, I don’t mean outside..I mean 12 paces to the kitchen).  My daughter’s light was on because she’s a nighthawk and sometimes falls asleep with the lights on and no clue of the hour.  But no, she was awake too~ with a pain in her leg.   So here we were~ me being mom and telling her to go to bed while I am likely looking at a restless morning.  I took a blanket to the couch and attempted to fall back asleep.  Another daughter woke me up at 10:30 as we had places to be.   And so began a day of me forgetting …..something.

11:30 off to town for trip one to get 2 girls to figure skating practise

11:55 drop off girls and find out that the 3rd kid needed to be there too(thought that would be 3 p.m. but they changed the schedule without us knowing)

12 noon  pick up mail and discover a flat tire

12:05 drive to tire shop to find that they have left for a one hour lunch(my temp is boiling)

I waited and called my husband to the rescue; he brought Lauryn into town and picked me up for lunch~ this was turning out to not be a good day as I had planned to finish painting at least one bedroom.

12:55  tire shop opens and I leave it in their capable hands

1:15 tire shop calls us while we’re out to lunch and inform us that tire is completely ruined…great

1:45 back to the shop, get a spare put on as they don’t have the tire we need.

2 p.m.  make appointment at bank for setting up business bank acct

Drive to arena to insure the girls are prepared to be in town for a couple hours, give pep talks as they are all frustrated with various problems with coaches and skaters and then head home

2:40  arrive home and begin to prep for painting

4  p.m. send son to town to pick up girls

4:45 kids arrive home and one daughter is pale, shaking and crying….she’s sick and over-skated because the coach would not let her off the ice(my blood is boiling again)

5 give medication, feed someone who hasn’t eaten all day, try to get painting done

5:30 to 8:30~ nurse sick kid, stop fights between others, watch the news, paint, patch walls, paint some more, forget to make supper

Did I mention I forgot to make supper? Well I did . I don’t know who got fed~ hopefully someone did.  Husband came home after 9, I watched American Idol between painting during commercials.

I painted, I nursed, I cheerleaded, I watched, I sat , I waited and I got annoyed.  What a day.

And I didn’t make supper.

Top 10 things you’ll never hear me say..

1.  I’ll have a double double.

2. I think I’ll switch to a vegan lifestyle.

3.Oh, I’m sorry, did I offend you?

4. Congratulations on your co-habitation.

5. I’m having another baby.(O Lord, please don’t pick now to show your sense of humor).

6.I’m through with church.

7. I don’t have an opinion…..

8. I want a divorce.

9. I can’t wait for my spa weekend!

10. Ya, I think I can squeeze into that 34AA.

……………….and THAT, ladies and gentlemen , is the type of day I’m having.