My Name is Leman...And I am a Bad Kisser

*A Brief Intelude to My Florida Story*(tune in this weekend to hear how we were almost kicked out of a Pensacola bar)

Yes...My Name is Leman and I am a bad kisser.  I have gone my whole life without realizing this...that is until this morning.  My latest venture into the world of relationships was a brief tryst to say the least, ending as quickly as it begin.  Needless to say these type of things tend to leave one with questions that usually go unanswered, such as the proverbial question "What happened?" or "What went wrong?", ah but luckily for me...this time that was not the case!

Turns out that I am a bad kisser and that is what put the whole kibosh on our relationship!  Ya it was hard for me to believe too...what with my excellent track record and zero complaints in this department before.  So when this bomb was dropped on me this morning, via text message of course, I ran the predictable gamet of emotional responses:

Denial:  I thought to myself "That's not true.  This girl is just upset with herself for cheating on her fiancée with me and is trying to deflect her own feelings of remorse by lying to me to try to tear me down and make herself feel better...after all what does a 19 year old know anyway!"  Followed by the classic childish response "I'm not a bad kisser YOU are!"

Anger:  This came hand in hand with, and may have arrived just a little before, Denial.  Sure she was just trying to be honest and had only the best intentions in mind by telling me this...she was just trying to be a good friend.  But after all it was an insult.  How DARE she tell me this!  What good did it do?  She had to have said it only to try to hurt me...this made me Angry.

Rationalizing:  I let Anger simmer a bit and then began to think "Ok...maybe she is right...maybe this one time I was not at the top of my game.  Ya that's it!  I was just off!  After all I was nervous because I was really into her and the added pressure on me do to the fact that she was engaged to be married within a month must have effected me in a negative way.  It was a one time thing."

Depression:  Soon after trying to rationalize it I realized I was trying to fool myself...she was right...why would she lie to me about something like that..."Welcome To The Party Depression!"

Finally...Acceptance:  After a short stay Depression left the party and I was able to come to terms with myself...and like all 12 step roads to recovery or improvement, to gain acceptance you must first admit the problem to yourself...

But do not worry my friends!  I will beat this thing and overcome my problem!  Practice makes perfect as they say and the silver lining is that because of this I plan on honing my kissing skills at every opportunity in hopes of bettering myself as a person.  After all what do I have to lose!  The only way to go from here is up right?

"My name is Leman and I'm a bad kisser."

The Craziest Week of My Life - Part 1

The obvious first question people will ask when you start a blog will be something like:  "What's the name of it?" followed by "Why did you name it that?"...well in an effort to answer these questions and ones like them, allow me to tell you about one the craziest weeks of my life:

Thursday, March 3rd, 2011:
6:30pm - I get home from working a 10 hour day
6:43pm - Missed call from Craig, one of my best friends in the Navy living in Pensacola, Florida, followed immediately by a text.  Via texting back and forth I learn that Craig is getting married on Saturday and he wants me to be there.
6:45pm - I'm thinking I would love to go but just can't...it's to crazy and not enough notice
6:49pm - David, Craig's brother who also shares the rank of best friend (we all lived together in college), calls me...asks me if I want to go to Florida this weekend...my mindset immediately changes and I know that David and I MUST make the trip...you see we talked about making a crazy road trip one night in college and never did it...leaving in the middle of the night to drive 280 miles for a hamburger...it was a decision all involved regretted not making and still do!
6:55pm - I begin getting ready to leave, call to explain that I can't work for a few days...very relaxed working environmental and boss...and begin to pack while I wait for confirmation from David that he can make the trip...he had to clear it with his job and more importantly his wife, who he would have to leave at home to care for their 2 month old newborn son and 5 year old.
7:56pm - Receive confirmation from David that he has gained the proper permission to go to Florida for the weekend (Thanks Vanessa!)
8:00pm - I get in my truck and begin my 4hr journey to David's house in Justin, Tx.

My journey had just begun...and you can begin to see the meaning behind the name of this blog and what life is like living inside a whirlwind...

Part 2 to follow soon...