
I've had a few people ask how we came up with the title for our blog, Date-Twenty, so I thought it made sense to go ahead and post the story, the story of our first kiss. When Tiffany and I first started dating, I believe on our first or second date, I made the half-joking comment that kissing wasn't an option until at least "date twenty." Obviously that wasn't entirely true, because depending on what you consider a date we were engaged long before we had twenty dates. Anyway, on date three I believe, we had gone to a Murder Mystery dinner in Cheyenne, and got back to Laramie fairly late. While saying goodnight, Tiffany asked me what I was thinking about, and I remarked, "Skipping to date twenty." So that's how our first kiss came about, and thus the blog title. I hope that clears up the confusion, and that this post isn't too sappy for you, I think of it as an example how smooth I am (not to boast or anything), as opposed to all mush - but it's that too. --Ben
1 Comments:
Nice story. Right up there with how you and that guy named Steve met.
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Sariah Lunsford, at 7:12 PM
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