The Kiss of a Lifetime

The Kiss of a Lifetime


I guess I should have written this post first.

Before I wrote about Lee Press-On Nails and over-cooked pancakes and a little band called Rush and singing your heart.

Maybe I waited until now…..

…..because this is my favorite chapter.

And after all these years…..when I think about it…..when I try to write this….I get goosebumps.

Good goosebumps.

Wonderful goosebumps.

The kind of goosebumps that make me want to pinch myself and count my blessings and dance the Macarena and sing the Hallelujah Chorus on my tiptoes from the balcony of the Empire State Building.

This is where it all started.

This is the beginning.

Spring Flowers


It was our first date.

I greeted him at the front door with red lipstick, an add-a-bead necklace, 4″ high bangs sprayed with Aqua Net hairspray, a prairie skirt and a sweater vest covered in bows.

I think I might have even had on high-heeled shoes and socks with my name written on them with paint pen.

At the risk of stating the obvious……I looked amazing.


He wasn’t a big talker.

A man of very few words.

Maybe he was shy.

Maybe he was nervous.

Maybe he was intimidated by the socks.

I didn’t care.

He was cute with these dimples and brown wavy hair and big brown eyes that kind of looked like Johnny Depp and he had his own car…..all the really important things in life.

And besides…..I thought…..I’m a talker……

……I could talk enough for both of us.




We went to church and then we drove around looking at Christmas lights.

And as we drove….I talked.   And talked.   And talked.

I told him how cute the animated Santa Claus were with their lighted banjos….dancing next to the seven dwarfs.

He said nothing.

I exclaimed with enthusiastic joy over the teddy bears sitting in the train and how cute that Kermit the Frog was the conductor.

He said nothing.

I mentioned that it was amazing that a single yard could hold…….a merry-go-round, a nativity, Rudolph the Red-nosed reindeer and a giant 7-foot Barney….all at the same time.

He said nothing.

I laughed and talked and sang every Christmas carol I knew and took my mittens on and off and nervously stared out the window and kept up a one-way conversation for the entire drive while he sat stoically in the driver’s seat….. 

…..saying absolutely positively nothing.

I was done.

I thought he didn’t like me.

I thought I bored him.

I thought to myself despairingly…..will this date ever be over?

Love Story


And when we pulled up to my parents house….I couldn’t get out of the car fast enough.  I hurriedly mumbled something about what a great time that I had and turned to leave.  And just as I started to open the door….he reached for my hand.

I stopped and stared at him.

And he stared at me.

It was completely quiet in the car.  No one said a word.

And then….in the quietest of voices….he whispered, “What if I kissed you?”

And he didn’t wait for an answer.

Right there….sitting in a car in front of my parent’s house….wearing red lipstick and a prairie skirt and a sweater vest with bows…..

….I got the kiss of a lifetime.


I never looked back.

And even now…..after all these years….he can look at me from across the room with those twinkling eyes and smiling dimples…..with that look that is just for me…..and I still get goosebumps.

And then I count my blessings….that this sweet, wonderful, incredible, brown-eyed man…..

……finally found his voice. :)

PS  I read this post to my husband and he informed me that he didn’t really talk because I neglected to bring up something really interesting….like “the unsolved mystery of Bigfoot.”

Of course.


Why didn’t I think of that? :)

Happy Valentine’s Day.

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