It Takes Me Back to 1985

I saw the first boy I had ever kissed while at home this weekend. I still get all nervous around him, and blush and still can't look at him. I've been like that for about 20 years.

What?

Yes, I'm only 25.

Yes. That means I had my first kiss when I was 5.

5, people... F-I-V-E!

People never believe me, but it's true. I was kissed on the lips at age 5.

By a boy I liked--and he liked me--at the time.

And, I L-I-K-E-D the kiss.

I have known this boy all of my life, and he used to live across the street from me (we always say that we lived next door to each other, that's why he is the BoyNextDoor), and we used to play together all the time. It was always BoyNextDoor and Me, and GirlAcrossAlley and BoyAcrossStreet.

So, we were the power couples of Small Town, Iowa back in 1985. LOL

The boys were in first grade, we girls were in kindergarten.

We were going to be in love forever. HA!

That lasted for a whole month or so. But, we've remained friends!! And, pretty good friends. We would always talk, and watch out for one antoher, but everyone does that in a small town and a small school.

But, hello, I've known him my ENTIRE life. We didn't have a choice but to remain friends, there weren't enough kids in our town to play with otherwise, and besides, we were too young to realize the whole situation.

By the way, BoyNextDoor is now married and lives in California. And, I'm happily dating Bubs.


Every time I see BND, I'm still taken back to those dog days of summer spent in our 530-person town, running the block to each others houses and living so carefree.

Sometimes, I do miss those days.

Then again, I've experienced to much of life to want to relive it...and I'm much too happy right now. :)

And, it feels nice to be 5, if only for a moment, again.