I woke up again today. Not of my own free will but because the alarm clock was extremely rude. Then we had a Staff Meeting. It’s however many hours later and I don’t recall what was said in the meeting. I’m pretty sure I went.
Today is the “first time we kissed so let’s call this we began our life together anniversary” day between my hubby and me. Well, obviously it’s between my hubby and me, otherwise he might be a little upset with me. So, 20 years ago today, we kissed for the first time. That was also a little against my will, too. Wait. That doesn’t sound right. Let’s try this again. He was trying to kiss me and I was fighting him off because he was my best friend’s boyfriend and I felt bad . . . oh, that doesn’t make me look very good, does it? . . . One more time . . . my best friend broke up with her boyfriend who I was in love with (and actually quite close to, really) and she knew that I was in love with him but she went out with him anyway. And then I was the bigger person and I said, “Let’s not let a guy come between us.” Wasn’t that nice of me? Then they dated for like eight months (and seven of those months were lots of fights and I was the referee) and then they broke up. Her EX boyfriend and I stayed friends, much to her dismay, and then twenty years ago on this very day, he tried to kiss me and I tried really hard to be a good friend, and a good person, and fight him off. I tried. Really hard. I’d say . . . oh . . . maybe after about thirty seconds, I let him. And then I kissed him back. My friend and I are no longer best friends or friends of any kind, for that matter. Remember how I was the bigger person and I said, “Let’s not let a guy come between us?” She did NOT say that. She said . . . well, we’ll just leave it at that.
Can you tell that this happened in elementary school? No? Too early?
Okay, how about junior high? No? Still?
All right, it was high school. Except hubby and best friend were seniors and I was at a community college. But still. Twenty years sounds like a long time, but in all actuality, I am really young. For real. Age is just a number.
So happy anniversary to me. And I hope all is well with my ex-best friend.
I don’t know how to transition from that story to the reason for this post so I’m just going to start a new paragraph.
Did you know that I am part of another giveaway? Yes, I AM!!! 🙂
I have joined forces with Rebecca from Teaching First, Jennifer from Rowdy in First Grade, and Caitlin from Ms. Preppy. Rebecca is hosting so you will need to go over to her blog to check out the goods. Just click on her adorable button.
It’s pretty darn easy to enter. You just have to find someone’s boyfriend and then steal them away.
JUST KIDDING!!!! 🙂
All you have to do is follow each of us, follow their awesome stores, and then tell a story about what you like to do in the winter with your class. How easy is that???
Before you click on over there, leave me a comment about my sordid story. But you have to be on MY SIDE even though you don’t know the whole story. It’s quite clear that my hubby and I were supposed to be together because it’s been 20 years!! HELLO?! So no nasty comments. Please. Remember how I wouldn’t tell you what she said? Uh huh. That was nasty enough. Also, if this reminds you AT ALL of the Dylan, Kelly, and Brenda saga, I will tell you that I thought someone listened in on all of my conversations during this time in my life and stole my story and sold it to the 90210 writers. My only issue was I didn’t know if I was supposed to be Kelly or Brenda.