My Firsts

First Bike: I don't think it was my first bike, but the one I remember wanting soooo bad and then getting for Christmas was a pink and purple one.



First Concert: The Jets - a church concert



First Crush: Josh Minney, I think. I have had lots of crushes.



First Car: little red Nissan truck



First Heart Break: I haven't had a real heart break. I've had crushes where the boys didn't like me back, but I wouldn't call that a heart break.



First Time Wearing Makeup: I don't even know. Kind of early, I think. Mom, do you remember?



First Kiss: I mentioned before on this blog that Mike is the only guy I have kissed (see question below to explain why I emphasize "I"). It isn't something I am proud of. It wasn't my goal or anything to only kiss one guy. But I am not ashamed of it either. That's just the way things happened. But anyway, Mike did the cheesey "Y hug" on me in front of his roommates and their girlfriends. It was my first semester of my freshman year of college and his roommates asked if I had ever had a "Y hug" (I went to BYU, aka "the Y"). I said I hadn't. His roommates then declared that Mike needed to give me the "Y hug". They told me to close my eyes and put my arms up, ready for a hug. I did and then Mike kissed me on the lips. It totally surprised me (remember I had never kissed anyone!) and I didn't know how to respond. His roommates and their girlfriends laughed and said, "Why hug, when you can kiss?" So cheesey!



First Boyfriend: When I was about three years old, I had my very best bud, Heath. But if that doesn't count, I would have to say, Greg P. when I was 16. It didn't last long. I have to admit that Greg kissed me once. I hated it and wiped it off when he turned around to leave. I didn't kiss him (he totally snuck it on me) so I don't consider him a guy I have kissed. But technically, he was my first kiss, though I don't like to count it.



First Boyfriend That Meant Something: Mike C.



First Prom: My Sophomore Year with Greg P.



First Best Friend: I never really had a best friend. I was really good friends with some girls, but they always had an official "Best Friend", so I could never claim that we were best friends.



First Car Accident: Thank goodness I have only been in very small fender benders that didn't even leave a mark in the car. And my first one was when I was in college.



First Job: Besides babysitting, in a medical business office - very boring!



First College Roommate: Jessica B. Love her!



First Date: With Bryan F. for Homecoming. You know how it's no dating for us Mormons until we are 16 and I remember this date because I wasn't 16 yet. I don't feel guilty at all. Not even one little bit.



First Home With Mike: Two bedroom apartment on Center St. in Provo.



First Time I Realized I Loved Mike: It was during the Christmas break after my first semester of college.



First Time To Disneyland: How old was I? Maybe 10 years old. It was so fun.



First Time I Met Mike: In the Chem 105 lab. He was very friendly and I didn't say a word during the whole lab! He did all the work and I copied his answers. Funny since I was way better at chemistry than him.



First Time I Realized I Wasn't A Kid Anymore: Driving back to college after I was married at 19 and having a little panic feeling of "I am grown up now! What the heck am I doing?"



First Broken Bone: A chipped middle finger. I was lifting weights in high school and the weight machine got stuck. I tried to fix it and the pin came out and the weights crashed on my fingers.



First Dance: I was 14 and I was so nervous and uncomfortable, I stood against the wall the whole time.



First Shooting Star: I have no idea.



First Airplane Ride By Myself: I can't remember.



First Pet: A guinea pig. We got two of them because my mom felt bad that I didn't have any pet to show for my school's pet show and tell day.