"Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter, and those who matter don't mind." ~~Wisdom from Dr. Seuss:



The other day DH and I ran to the car in the pouring rain. We had been in Wally World umbrella less and had no choice. As you already know, I love a good rain, or rainy day. I don't know what it is, but it makes me smile inside out. Maybe it's the freshness of it? By the time we reached the car I was laughing so hard, I don't know if it was because of the silliness of us running or from the feel of rain beating down on me. DH just smiles, leans over and gives me a big kiss.
It was the sweetest, purest type of kiss. Know what I mean?
How do you explain something like that?
As we were driving home I started thinking about kissing. DH is an excellent kisser, but it got me wondering to what happens to those people who are horrible kissers?? I mean seriously, we've all had a "bad kisser" at some point if we've kissed any amount of frogs before we got our prince, right?
I'm thinking about all this in my little pea brain, and I must have either had the biggest smile on my face or was kinda giggling to myself because DH looks over and says, "What are you thinking about over there?" and I ask, "What do you think happens to bad kissers? I mean do they like, marry other bad kissers? Do the people who marry them think they're good kissers?" Sometimes I have wonder what makes my brain do the things it does. Am I the only who thinks crazy stuff like this?? DH's response was I don't know, maybe you should blog about it. (That has been his answer for answers he doesn't have lately. I guess he thinks all of blog land thinks a like or has the answers to questions of the unknown).

So here I am, blogging about it as DH suggested. Tonight I heard a song I hadn't heard in a really long time, and it triggered a high school kiss memory. That was a good kiss.{{smile}} It has sent me down "memory kiss lane" I guess. My list started of "Good Kisser"/"Bad Kisser". Silly I know, but it was what was up there today.

Maybe you have a memory of a first kiss?
Or a memory of a bad kisser experience?
I want to hear your story....


Becky said...

Very sad for people who are married to bad kissers...but I guess that is just a small facet of the big picture.

I love the rain too...me and my husband got caught once in the rain our 1st yr of marriage, and it was the most romatic thing ever...{{sigh}}

(my mind wanders on such things all the time too! lol!)

Queen-Size funny bone said...

I think about things like that all the time. I envy the romance and love you have in your life.you are lucky in many ways. at this point in my life I would settle for a bad kisser rather than no kisser at all.

Debbie said...

I bet bad kissers just marry other bad kissers and don't know the difference!

Suzie said...

I think bad kissers marry bad kissers or unsatifisied wives

Erin said...

My first kiss with my husband happened in the rain. It was very sweet.

I made the mistake of telling him one of my old boyfriends had been an aggressive kisser. He has teased me about it ever since!