This awkwardness made me think back to the first time Flip and I ever kissed. It was on our first date, we were standing in my foyer of my flat, saying our goodbyes for the evening, and suddenly Flip just grabbed me, dipped me and kissed the hell out of me. I was telling a friend how grateful I am that this was actually how our first kiss happened, that we didn't have to go through any awkward stances and chitchat like these lot did above - I mean, I honestly wasn't expecting this really shy guy to kiss me out of the blue - but he did. And my friend said: "just like he did at the wedding."
And then it hit me - our first kiss in our marriage was probably an exact replica of our first kiss ever. Except for the wedding part. And the white dress part. Pretty awesome, right?
Coincidentally, we are married five months today. I can't believe five months has already gone by. The old adage that the first year is the most difficult has definitely rung true on a few days, but there is no-one else I would rather spend my days with. I love you Flip!