August 7th, 2008 by Kateastrophe

I think the thing that tied my girlfriends and I together more than almost anything else when we were younger (read: in high school) was our love of kissing. If you read Brillig you already know this, from her post today. She hit the nail on the head. We were obsessed. There were always squeals of joy when Buttercup and Wesley kissed in Princess Bride.  I think we all got “wigglies”during the kiss in the rain in The Notebook (still swooning, seriously).  How about Gone With the Wind . . . the staircase scene??  Ha cha.  Spiderman?  You know the one of which I speak.  Room With A View, anyone??  Ahhh there were so many.

The movie kisses were all well and good, but the stories that inspired the “wigglies” more than any others were our own.  We’d come home from a date (or a night out on the town or whatever) and all pile in a bed and re-hash EVERY DETAIL of the first kiss we’d just had.   There would be ooing and aaahing and squealing and shouts of “SHUT UP!” We’d stay up all night drowning in the joy of those electrifying, hormone filled moments.  There was nothing like a first kiss.

We once came up with a “dare” within the group . . . the next girl to get a first kiss had to pull away, look the guy deeply in the eyes and say “Um, can we do that again, please?”  I believe Jewels holds the honor of being the only one with the rocks to actually DO it.   Good form, Jewels,  Good form.

Brillig may have mentioned a kissing list in a journal she has.  And she may have mentioned that I have one too.  She also may have mentioned how much longer my list was then hers.  So, here it is, for all of you who are wondering just how long my list is.  FIFTY.  I have fifty names. There I said it.  I was a kissing skank.  But that also means that I got FIFTY first kisses.  Ah the fun.  And how great is it that my GREATEST kiss happened on such a great number?  (let me say great just a FEW more times!)  Matt holds the privilege of being lucky number 50.

So, why do I even bring all of this up?

Because Brillig is a genius.

Soap Opera Sunday has been slowly dying.  We needed something to liven it up and Brill had the greatest idea.  A monthly theme — something to get the creative juices flowing and inspire some of you.  Now let it be noted that you don’t HAVE to write within the parameters of the theme.  Some of us (who, me?) have unfinished business to write about.  Others may not want to share their stories that apply to that particular theme.  That is all OK.  This is just like . . . a little creative shove.

As I’m sure you’ve guessed (or read already over at Brillig’s pad), the theme this month is First Kisses!!!  ANY first kiss.  Your first ever.  Your first BAD kiss (oh gosh do I have some of those!).  Your first kiss with your husband.  Your favorite first kiss.  The first kiss that shouldn’t have been.  Your first kiss as a mother or wife . . . WHATEVER!   Write away and then check out Brillig’s site on Saturday for the auto-link so we can all revel in the gloriousness of your first kisses.  Because who doesn’t love a good kissing story?

Or fifty???

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