January 22nd, 2007

pretty ginny

Stupid dog, needing to eat like that...

So I went out in the ice and snow yesterday to feed Her Royal Highness, (a.k.a. Kate, my lab) when I slipped, tripped, fell, and bruised the crap out of the top of my right foot.  In hindsight, it could have been so much worse.  Had anyone been watching it would have looked like something Dick Van Dyke could've pulled off.  Grace personified, thy name is Persephone.  :)  The swelling has gone down now, and I can walk fairly well.

The Forums, Valentines day, and various other events recently have me thinking about kisses.  Here's a question for the F-list!  Where was your first kiss?  How did that turn out for you?

Mine was on my first date.  It was Chris Reynolds, (a triathlete, woo-hoo) at the Hard Rock Cafe in Dallas in front of the guitar-shaped bar when I was 15 years old.  (I had absolutely no business being there!  What were you thinking, Mom?  Ethan & Aaron shall not date til they're 30.  That's a decree!)  
It was sweet, though.  And I'll always remember the locale.  So where was yours?  Share!