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 The Rogers Christmas parade was tonight. A few years ago we went, and nearly froze to death and I have not been with the kids since then, but this year, well my favorite boyscout was on a float, so we "had" to watch :) Why is it the parade seems to fall on the coldest day of the year? Can't they have it in JUNE or something?

  So were watching the parade, when I look behind me, and there, sitting against a light post, is a young couple. Not watching the parade, but kissing. Majorly kissing. Like they were the only 2 people at the parade kissing. Destiny yelled out "GET A ROOM"  which was very very funny. They stopped and kept it to just cuddling at that point.

 Suddenly I was reminiscing. I remember those days. When making out, kissing, touching and being as close as possible as much as possible was so awesome. So awesome. I remember my best friend getting SO mad at me because I was always making out with my boyfriend and NOT paying attention to her. I remember not caring if anyone was watching, or maybe I was just unaware that anyone might be.


 After kids, marriage, and life gets to ya, well that kind of kissing just does not happen any longer. Don't get me wrong, I love my husband, but I am just touched far to often to really be into the whole hold me, touch me, feel me constant thing anymore.

 Today though, I felt like I missed that, just a little. That new love, that romance, that total lust, that feeling SO good, but not taking it any further... Then I thought about how my oldest, my lovely green eyed girl, she's almost at that age, where she will do this sort of thing. So then instead of my heart pitter patting for love and passion it pitter patted into near heart failure...

 Oh dear. Will I go off the first time I see her kissing a boy? No, not if its on her wedding day :OP

 Life is crazy right now. Lots going on. Not much time to blog.

 The kids are growing up too fast, Christmas is just around the corner, and my husband needs a new job... That pretty much sums up where were at though.

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