Weird Things Are Starting To Happen

A few months ago I got myself a Facebook page and it’s been a blessing and a curse. Suddenly people I haven’t thought of in almost two decades are my “friend” again, several of them folks I really didn’t want to recall. For instance, tonight I reconnected with my first kiss. This momentous event was with my neighbor boy who was two years older than me. I was sixteen at the time and he’d offered to walk me home after a late-night summer game of catch the flag with mutual friends. I should’ve known something was up since I lived just across the street. When I got to the garage door he lunged forward, his mouth on mine, his braces grating again my lips while his tongue tried to bypass my fortress of straight teeth. It was like something out of Alien. I was surprised since I had no idea he'd any interest, plus he was dating the girl next door. Disappointed THIS was my first kiss, I graciously pulled away and said goodnight. I ran inside and told my mother and the next day I told all the girls in the neighborhood. Bad move on my part, but by now from reading my entries, you know it was predictable. When word got back to him that I’d told everyone about the kiss, he denied it. I was crestfallen and branded a liar since he had more credibility in our ward.

Moving on to fifteen years later, I link up with him through Facebook. When I look as his profile picture I see a grown man with a wide receding hairline who hasn’t aged well, a husband, a father and it scares me. I know that if the world views him as someone getting on in years then I’m not far off. It’s nice to be reminded of my youth, even if it’s not my happiest memory but my best revenge is that my husband is one of those men who looks more spectacular with age. Hopefully my first kiss checks out the photo gallery so he knows I'm kissing on a better man every night...wow, seeing that guy on Facebook makes me feel younger, I'm thinking like a sixteen-year-old again.