Remembering My First Kiss

So I have discovered that this world is getting smaller by the minute. It's actually kind of scary. I got a my space account, mainly out of peer pressure, and I suddenly learned that the world is very, very tiny. I was mindlessly searching, messing around, looking for someone I'd lost contact with several years ago and poof I find someone I went to grade school with. Not that big of a deal, except, a day later, while I'm washing my hair I realize, "Oh my gosh! He was the first boy I ever kissed" (A girl never forgets that) It's weird because I can still visit the spot we shared that kiss- Lan Oak Park - See Saws (they aren't there now, "safer" playground equipment has replaced it) Ok, ok, we were in second grade, but still - talk about a small world.

So what's become of the boy I first kissed? He's married, has two gorgeous children, is a graphic designer and oh yeah, is a Thunderbird. Who knew! He was the shortest kid in the class all the way up until the time we graduated. I lost track of him when we went into high school, he certainly must have grown!

Regardless it's strange how its been 20 years since we had that awkward, quick peck and 13 years since I've even seen or thought about him. It's scary. Wonder how many other people from my past are going to creep up.

Hey - can I say I kissed a Thunderbird? Does that count?