So, here are 9 things about me I haven't mentioned here before :
- I learned to kiss with the son of a neighbour, under their stairs, in the alley. I remember him asking me if we could kiss like they did in the movies. We would press our lips together and hold that position, just moving our heads a little, for a while. I was about 7 or 8 at the time. Then I got a bit older and was told by a girlfriend to practise on myself – using the inside of my elbow. When I “thought” I was getting somewhat good at this, I told one of my cousin and asked if we could “practise for real” together. I was about 10 or 12 at the time. While “How Deep is Your Love” from the Bee Gees was playing on the stereo, we perfected our technique agreeing before hand which side each of us would turn, which side our heads would tilt, etc. We were very technical and process oriented. He then got a girlfriend and we never kissed again…
- In 6th grade our school participated in a regional music contest. We had to write a song (music and lyrics) and if chosen we got the chance to record it. I was part of the school choir and participated in the contest with a friend. Our song was picked and we made it to the semi-finals. A fellow classmate’s song was picked among the 10 finalists. Since we were part of the same choir, our music teacher picked the choir members to represent our school and to record the song. We spent a whole day in a studio singing away my friend’s lyrics. I still remember that day, how long it had been and how many cuts we had to do. The best moment was when the vinyl was distributed and we listened to it. I still have that album.
- At some point during my single life I had a lover who was very adventurous and loved to try new things. He would come up with ideas that made me wonder at times. Once he had removed all the sheets from his waterbed and poured baby oil all over it. That was the most slippery surface I’ve ever known. Another time he decided to start sucking my toes. I felt a little awkward at first and was frankly disgusted by it – toes? – eeew! But he kept going and to my surprise I truly enjoyed it. Like, a LOT! Who knew toes were erogenous? I sure didn’t, until then! He had no boundaries and was too willing at times, but it was always interesting, that’s for sure!
- Once in high school, some guy told me I had a nice ass, but it was a shame about my face. To this day I still remember the way I felt at that exact moment. I remember every little details of where I was, with whom, etc. The worst part I didn’t even like that guy, who was a jock, a year ahead of me.
- I’ve seen my grand mother (my mother’s mom) on more than one occasion, since her death. The last time, I actually also felt her. I was living alone and heard some noise coming from the kitchen (which was facing my room), I sat in bed and saw this really bright light, and my grand mother standing in the middle of my kitchen, in the light, looking at it and saying that she wouldn’t scare me, she only wanted to let me know I’d be ok. She then looked at me, smiled and walked towards me. She sat on my bed, by my feet – I felt the bed move – and put a hand on my legs and told me not to be afraid that they ( my grand father and her) were protecting me and everything would be ok. We talked. I asked her why she was coming to me, and she said that she just had to let me know. She got up, said good-bye and went back into the light. I was sitting in bed, in the dark, looking at my clock radio and sat there, without moving for a while, until I called a friend to come over. She did and to this day I still believe it was not a dream…
- I love to do crafts. A few years back I painted some Christmas Balls for friends and family. I also painted some mugs, personalized for each individual. I recently “officially” started doing some scrap booking. I say officially since I’ve been doing it for years before it was the “thing to do” like it is now. I enjoy making things, either painting, collage, sewing, etc.
- Yes, I will go there! Once during oral sex, my partner “fell asleep on the job”! He was the type that liked to teased and play games a lot, so when he started to feel “heavy” I first thought he was playing some kind of joke, but then realised that he’d fallen asleep, in between my thighs. The next morning, when we woke up, the poor guy was so embarrassed and wanted to make it up to me, I just thought it was hilarious. The worst part is – and I never told him that – I had fallen asleep too!
- Every weekends during the 1978 summer were spent on a camp ground 30 minutes outside Montreal. René Lévesque, Québec's Premier at the time, had won his elections not long before and was touring the province. He ended up at the campground where we were and spent a whole day there during our “Christmas in July”. He had played softball with us and I asked him for his autograph. He kindly signed the piece of scrap paper my dad had given me (scrap, because my father didn’t like him and his political views), talked to me for a while and had taken his Fleur de Lys pin and given it to me. I still have it. I guess for that reason I always liked the man, I guess he had made me feel somewhat special, and I always remembered that… He died in 1987.
- When I left my parents’ place it was to move in with my boyfriend. We were together for 6 years, lived together for 2. He was jealous and the day he slammed me into a wall and challenged me to “use my karate” on him was the moment I knew I had to leave. That afternoon he complained about being the last to know what was going on, I told him he was the first person I was telling: I was moving out. From the moment I informed him and the actual day of my departure there was a month. A very stressful month. When I moved out I took all furniture (which was mine), dishes, etc. and left him with the appliances and our cat. He wanted to keep her. The evening I moved out, I was sitting in my new little apartment (went from a nice big duplex to a little old apartment), crying and feeling like crap and totally overwhelmed by all the things I needed to do, I picked up the phone and called him. We were both crying. I was so scared that I had made the wrong decision; I did care for him, a lot. At the time I thought it was love. When I told him I felt lost and afraid sitting in my new place, all by myself, he said: “At least you have a sofa to sit on, unlike me, I’m sitting on fuckin' the floor!” At that moment, I knew I had made the right decision!
And now, my turn to tag 6 people - I choose: -R-, Ananke, DCMM, MollyMcMolly, Elf and Jonniker.
