As a child I don’t remember my parents taking us out to movies or going anywhere else that might cost money. They were pretty low key and saved money on entertainment by creating fun things to do at home without us even realizing that we were missing out on anything. Not that we did really. I always had fun at home with mom and dad. One of the best times I can remember is when we would watch television on Friday and Saturday nights and my dad would make popcorn. Some days we would just eat popcorn and apples for dinner.

Now that I am older and on my own, I like to turn on some of those old TV shows and remember the good old day. I love that there are cable channels that show old TV shows that I watched and loved as a child. I don’t feel that old, so it is weird to see these shows and think that they were first on the air over twenty years ago. I also really like to watch shows that I watched as a kid and they were old TV shows then.

For some reason, I have a very fond memory of getting ready for swim practice and watching The Monkees on television. I am not sure why I loved that show so much. Oh yeah, I had a huge crush on Davey Jones! Today, when I am flipping through channels, I sometimes catch an old episode of this show and remember back when I watched it as a kid. The television I watched it on, a 13 inch black and white, was a lot different back then too. Oh, the memories!

So as you can probably tell, I am a girl that likes to have fun. I typically enjoy spending the night with friends and good food. I love to go explore the town and I absolutely adore the club scene. But there is one night that will always stick out in my mind. The night that I received my very first kiss is a night that will always stand out. It was a night that started out like any other. I was spending the night with my best friend Jenny. She and I had been friends for most of our life and we were inseparable. She had invited me over to watch out favorite show on TV. Joan of Arcadia was running a marathon and we were planning on watching it all night. I am not sure how the plans changed but they did. After a few hours at the house a gang of boys interrupted us and the night quickly changed.

The show was great and we were having a great night but the guys wanted to spend the night partying. Soon the music was loud and the drinks were flowing. Of course, by drinks I mean Pepsi. Anyway, the songs slowed down and the conversations began. Soon I was talking with George and we just hit it off. Before I knew it he was leaning in for a kiss and I found myself bracing for the first kiss of my life. I was 16 and I was so excited. I had always been told that it would happen when you least expect it. Boy was I surprised that my first kiss came while watching Joan of Arcadia.