At first when I thought of kiss, my thoughts immediately went to my first kiss with Chris. The first time I met Chris in person (we met online) I was so shy and standoffish--cold as ice as he likes to describe it--he knew there was no way he was going to have any hopes of kissing me. In fact, I am pretty certain that he went home afterwards expecting we would be nothing more than friends. A few weeks later a friend and I went down to Seattle for a few days to hang out with Chris. After a night out drinking Budweiser and eating Chris's moms leftover spaghetti, I was ready to call it a night. As I climbed into bed Chris poked his head in to make sure I was settled ok. We started chatting, and before I knew it he was leaning over informing me that he was going to kiss me. This time I was not cold. I kissed him back and I was very very happy he had kissed me. However, what he said after he kissed me is the one thing that will make me never forget that night. He looks straight into my eyes and says "You taste like Bud!" We both started laughing and I will never ever forget that moment. What a romantic he is ;)
In my research the last few days it has been interesting to me to come across all the different meanings and symbolism of a kiss. One thing that has always struck me as funny is how in a lot of European countries they greet each other with kisses on the cheek. I am not saying I think this is a bad thing necessarily, I am just not sure how I would feel about walking around kissing and being kissed by people I have just met. It just seems weird to me, even if it is only on the cheek. I guess its a good thing I don't live in France and even better I live in Boston where you are more likely to get flipped the bird rather than be kissed. To each their own I suppose.
Public displays of affection are something I am not exactly black or white about. For me it really depends on the situation. I am a little shy around other people when it comes to kissing Chris. For the most part I am a very private person and usually am a little shy about locking lips in public. Now don't get me wrong--a peck here and there is nothing, but chances are I am not about to full on make out with Chris while walking through the mall, sorry folks. Spending time on public transit offers me the opportunity to view all sorts of PDA's. Sometimes it makes me throw up in my mouth a little. I mean really, is it necessary for you to eat your girlfriends face while sitting next to me on the bus? I really don't think it is, and yet it happens anyways. I don't get it. Kissing is a beautiful thing when it is done in the right manner and in the right place. I wish more people realized that.
The worst kiss would have to be receiving a kiss from someone in the mob. Knowing it was their way of saying goodbye to you because you have done something that has earned you a bullet to the head. That just can't be a good feeling. Or what about the ever famous kiss of betrayal from Judas when he kissed Jesus on the cheek to allow the Romans to know he was the one they were to take away to be crucified.
For those of you who have met my dog, you are fully aware of the fact that she is a licker. We tried to break her of that habit early on but it just never took. We came to the realization that she loves to kiss and decided we would just let her be that way. If you don't like it, I apologize. But like the rest of us, her kisses are just a way to show her love and affection, don't hate her for it;)This is a post for the Blog Off for Breast Cancer. Feel free to click on any of the links on the right to check out the other blogs involved. Also, if you'd like to make a donation to Courtney, please click on the banner below.