I've been giving a lot of thought today to falling in love. Isn't it great? You know back in the day...the anticipation. Will he hold my hand? All of that great stuff. There is nothing like a first hand hold if you ask me, except a first kiss. Luckily Blaine was my first first for both of those things! The first time we held hands was in a movie on Halloween ("What Dreams May Come" weird movie). My best friend Stef had come with us to the show. I was sitting between them. Blaine and I both had our hands on our knees and our knees were really close together. Finally near the end of the movie my friend leaned over and whispered in my ear "you look like an idiot, just hold his hand". And then we did. Till the lights came back on. And then we are such nerds that we analyzed the whole thing to death afterwards. Good times.
Then today one of my great friends from high school updated their facebook profile and it made me think back to the good old days, and the first time I really met this particular friend. It was PROM of my Junior year and I was at the dance with Blaine. We were lined up for the promenade down the beautiful staircase of the capitol. This was just a few months after the first time Blaine and I had held hands, and holding hands in public was a huge deal to us. Anyway as we were waiting in line at the top of the staircase I reached down to hold Blaine's hand. As my fingers wrapped around his I got all warm and tingly....but also his hand kind of felt different. A little...bigger I guess. I looked down and gasped, either Blaine had gone tanning a lot lately or....my eyes drifted slowly up to meet the wide open eyes of my soon-to-be friend Juan Pereira! We hardly knew each other at all and his eyes were open so wide in astonishment at my bold move to hold his hand ... even wider were the eyes of his date who was standing a little off to the side.
I quickly let go of his hand and then died of embarrassment.
Luckily though Juan and I became fast friends. And eventually he wound up singing at my wedding dinner, you know, the wedding where I married Blaine. (Juan has some serious pipes...I could only find one youtube video and he is singing in Spanish, but hey, it's still beautiful even if you can't understand the words, but you will be able to understand the words because it's O Holy Night). And who knows if we would have ever become friends if I wouldn't have just extended a friendly hand : )
There's a "flashback Friday" post for ya.
* just as a side note, I wasn't 100% sure of how to spell Juan's last name, so I was looking him up on facebook...but instead of typing in Juan in the search box I typed it in my status box. So for a moment in time my status was "Kristi is Juan". And it made me laugh so hard that I cried, which felt good, it's been a while. And I can't wait to explain that one to Juan too.