Remember me???

I'm not sure if I've ever mentioned this before but I married a man that I went to high school with. As you may already know, we were not high school sweethearts and didn't actually meet till much later in life. I guess people could say that when we're all cute and cuddly, we're making up for lost time. teehee.

The thing is, I don't remember Keith at all from high school - like not even a blip on my memory radar. This is something that we often joke about and I find it odd that I don't remember him in the slightest. I mean, he's a pretty memorable guy in my opinion and I'm wishing I did meet him in high school if not for love then at least for his humour. :)

Buuuut, that's not how it worked out which is usually a-ok. However, recently we ran into two, not one, but TWO people we went to school with and alas, I remembered these two gentleman quite clearly and when Keith asked me if I remembered them. I kind of wanted to lie because I felt bad for not knowing him. And the thing is, I'm the queen of feeling guilty and I do this even in situations when I really have nothing to feel guilty about. And of course when I feel guilty, what happens? Well I usually end up having some messed up dream about it and wake up thinking WTF and end up trying to put two and two together.

Cut to: Me sleeping not so long ago. Me dreaming. Me back in high school but at the age I am now - so like 24. hehe. WHAT?!

All I can remember clearly from the dream is sitting on an exercise mat during gym class and some guy trying to kiss me and I'm like 'Dude, get off of me, I'm married'!!!! So that's all I remember aside from waking up and thinking that the guy looked familiar to me. I was like, maybe he's someone famous or something and then it just CLICKED about two hours later. It was KEITH in high school and not like my 30 year old husband Keith but teenage Keith. So I guess that makes it okay....because making out with some random teenage boy in high school in my dream is much more pervy than making out with the high school version of my husband, isn't it?

Yeah, I know, I'm majorly messed up.lol.