My Firsts

This is my first time blogging. Why do people blog anyway? Different people do it for different reasons, but I don't even know what my reason is. I don't want to use this as a diary. And I certainly don't think that anything I have to say is so important that it should be out there for everyone to see.

I thought I'd look back on other firsts.

First word: Gato (meaning cat or in Argentine slang, an expensive hooker), but I'm almost positive that I meant it as cat.

First time I got in trouble: I thought those little Fisher Price people wanted to see inside my Dad's brand new VCR (umm in 1984 this was a big deal) and he saw about 15 of them staring back at him when he went to go play a video. Oops.

First best friend: Nicole. I still keep in touch with her!

First boyfriend: Sean Kyle in the 2nd grade, he used to show off on his skateboard for me.

First injury: A fractured wrist. My sister fell while roller-skating and brought me down with her. Thanks a lot, Cris.

First kiss: The result of a game of Truth or Dare in the 6th grade.

First WOW kiss: Trey...something. Ok, the kiss was memorable and apparently the last name was not.

First job: Hostess with the mostest.

Ummm, I'm at a loss for topics now. I guess I would ask for suggestions, but then who would I be asking? I need to recruit readers!