Comments on: Kiss Me, Baby!

By: Mia

Mia — Sat, 11 Nov 2006 09:14:18 +0000

I’m convinced that my childhood wiring of kissing = chocolate has somehow carried into my adult life, except now it translates into any kind of emotion = sugar sugar sugar. That, and the ice cream truck doesn’t come around any more …

And, for the record, I’ve always considered myself a late bloomer with the exception of this first kiss … ahem …

By: Jennifer

Jennifer — Fri, 10 Nov 2006 01:08:07 +0000

You know that Jason is out there somewhere pining away for you, right? Or maybe standing in line at Starbucks, struggling between a shot of hazelnut in his latte, or going whole hog with the mochaccino….

By: Tish

Tish — Fri, 10 Nov 2006 00:40:14 +0000

Fourth grade? Impressive. In Montreal, we were busy holding our breath to make ourselves faint behind the baseball diamond in fourth grade.

By: Larramie

Larramie — Thu, 09 Nov 2006 18:22:44 +0000

Fifth grade, fourth grade…hmm, guess Anna knew that she would be considered a “late-bloomer” compared to the other Debs. ;o)

By: Eileen

Eileen — Thu, 09 Nov 2006 18:13:41 +0000

I think kisses should still come with fudgicles myself.

By: Kristy

Kristy — Thu, 09 Nov 2006 14:39:36 +0000

Why you little early bloomer, you! From first kisses to Fudgicles, nice! In fact, I think that should be required. First kiss, then ice cream immediately afterward. See, now that’s a great childhood memory.