1. I graduated with a whoppin' 16 people in high school. It was like that one bizarre TLC show "19 Kids and Counting." All the plaid and pleated skirts, just not all the kids.
2. My first kiss was after hours at school, near the lockers. I was 14, and did not know what to do with my hands! ("I guess I'll just put them in my pockets...") It was 2.2 seconds long (yes, I counted), and a teacher just so happened to be walking by as we made our way to Puckerville. The principal did not approve... we were busted.
3. Grahm and I were long distance for the first 5 months of our relationship. Yeah, I know--- desperado losers. He was in Florida winding up his degree, and I was in Oklahoma finishing mine. Eventually, we strapped on our "big girl-boy relationship panties" (weird mental image) and lived in the same town.