NoJoMo 11

Nothing much to say.  I’m exhausted, and will continue to be so until probably next Saturday at the earliest.  Sigh.

Today’s prompt was to write about your most memorable kiss.  I love the way DH kisses me, but I have to admit that my most memorable kiss was with someone else.  He was my college boyfriend, and I was crazy about him for what seemed like ages before he realized it and made his move – we were out at a club in South Beach one night with a group of friends, and he asked me to dance and then kissed me.  It was like magic.  I loved that boy so much, but we were incredibly incompatible – we fought like cats and dogs, and I finally broke up with him just before our 2-year anniversary because I knew he was planning to propose and I wasn’t ready to get married (and certainly not to someone I fought with so much).  He is a gentle soul, we are still friends on FB (DH has met him, it’s not like I’m doing anything sneaky) – I wish he could find the right girl, but he never has.  He’s got a good life now, though, and I think he’s happy overall, so that makes me happy.

This week is going to be nuts.  I hope I survive.