When your past comes back into your life.

Warning! Kris' editorial is X rated. I let him read this blog before it was posted and he typed in that comment. He told me the only way I could post this was with his comment. Not for the moral at heart! (Mom and Dad that includes you.)

I ran into my high school boyfriend's father today at work. It was good to talk with him and hear how my old boyfriend is doing. He told me that he has 3 boys under the age of 3 and is trying to keep his sanity. He updated me on the rest of his family and asked me how mine was. I told him to tell everybody hello.

After the conversation I thought "Do I tell Kris that I ran into Matt's dad?'' I am sure that he wouldn't care or anything. I mean it has been 15 years since I have even seen Matt. But how do you bring up that conversation--"How was your day, by the way I ran into Matt's dad today and he told me that Matt still thinks of me everyday. He wants my phone number so he can call me. So I gave it to him." (I am totally kidding about the obsession and phone number part.)


Seriously, I haven't told Kris yet. Not because I am afraid that he is going to get mad but because he doesn't like to talk about my old boyfriends. I think that he wishes that they didn't exist. I believe that he lives in a world where I was a nun before I met him. I have no history, no previous boyfriends, no kissing, no having fun with anybody else. I don't quite understand that mentality, I know that he had previous girlfriends, I know that he kissed other girls. I would actually LOVE to meet them. I would LOVE to see what my competition was. I would LOVE to say, "Ohh, so sad, too bad, I won" and laugh as I walk away. I am such a meanie, so childish, and so immature. But I don't care. It is TRUE. I WON! HA HA HA.

What to do......Do I tell or not..... ummmmmm......I guess this blog is as good of a way as any.


(Kris' Editorial - I don't care because I am the only one to get in her pants)