The only thing I remember about the first girl I ever kissed was that she had black hair and was a good painter - for a six year old. One morning in my grade one class, I mustered up all of my courage, crept up behind her, tapped her on the shoulder, and planted a wet one right on her cheek. I was subsequently knocked clean off my feet, not by any rush of emotion but by a paint-brush wielding fist.

I’ve applied the lessons learnt from that encounter to great success with the last girl I will ever kiss, K. She had plenty of warning.

In case you live under a rock (i.e.: anywhere outside of Ottawa), K and I are getting married. Usually, big events tend to sink in slowly with me. This is the exception to that rule. I cannot wait for the wedding, both for the event itself, and for the larger context of being a married couple. And, as evinced by K’s recent frantic blogging of the subject, she is a bit excited as well.

I do have to choose my words carefully. K and I are getting married, but we are not yet engaged. The perfect girl who will be joining me in this perfect wedding (stay tuned for details!) must have the perfect engagement as well, which will be hatched in the coming months.

For those of you who are out of the loop, here is a list of blog entries that will get you up to speed on all things wedding related.

K's blog posting
Refried Bride (a dedicated wedding blog)
A Poem from Elsewhere

Until next time!

D.

Posted by D. on Monday, October 16 at Monday, October 16, 2006 | Permalink