On my 15th birthday Aunt Hazel baked me a nice chocolate cake and we had some ice cream. For some reason unknown to me, Kathy's best friend Terri and her younger brother Phil (he was a hunk) were at our house and so had some cake with us and watched me open a few gifts.
Of course I was embarrassed by the candles (I thought I was too big for candles when I was 15) and of course the equally embarrassing singing of Happy Birthday, especially with the "Hunk" there. Well, right after the candles were lit and the song was sung, Phil came over by me and gave me a kiss right smack on the lips!! Wow, I thought I would faint. I know I must have turned a few shades of red. I had a bit of a secret crush on him anyway. You know it was memorable for me to still remember it almost 50 years later! Nothing ever came of it, we didn't date or anything--I was too young to date. Oh! Aunt Hazel didn't know what to make of it so she just said nothing!
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Oh my....the blog takes a turn for the tawdry. Not sure i want to hear where this is going. (Just kidding.....cute story).
ReplyDeleteRight, I was really brazen!! lol
ReplyDeletewow! grandma got smooched! I'll have to keep my kids from reading this one. don't want them reading about the big one he laid on you! just kidding, of course! :)
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