Friday, May 10, 2013

I just had to kiss him.

Day 10, Friday: Most embarrassing moment.

I really, really liked him. We had been friends for months, and even though I said I didn't want to date him, my crush grew on a daily basis. We talked on the phone and hung out all the time. And sometimes we went out drinking. One night, we decided to go back to the bar where we first met. There was a live band, and we threw back beers and danced ourselves silly. When a slow song came on, we danced far apart, mimicking eighth graders at a school dance. We giggled like kids and I was smitten.

I had told myself I wasn't ready to date anyone again, and I was scared that if we took things further, I might ultimately lose him. But I just had to kiss him. So back at the table, in the midst of hysterical laughter, I leaned forward, ready to plant one right on his lips. But he jerked back so fast it seemed like he had been stung by a bee... And, tipsy from cheap beer and puppy love, I lost my balance, fell off my chair, and practically did a face plant in the middle of the bar. I ended up on my hands and knees on the sticky pub floor. Not my most graceful moment. I can't even remember what happened after that, I was so mortified.

Oh, he kissed me later that night of course, don't you worry. And his attempts to resist me were ultimately futile... I got him in the end. But I still haven't quite forgiven you for that moment on the floor of the bar, Stewart.


  1. This is the best first kiss story I've EVER heard. Nicely done! :)

    1. Aw, thanks Erica! I suppose a little embarrassment at the time was worth it, since I married him in the end. :-)

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    1. Thank you! But honestly can you believe he pulled away?! Way to jerk a girl around! LOL

  3. Awww....that's very cute - you make a lovely couple !

  4. so cute!!!!! i didnt even know this story!

  5. This sounds like it would happen to me!

    The first time that I kissed my husband, my teeth clinked against his. Then the exact same thing happened for our kiss at our wedding.


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