An open letter to the guys I shared my most embarrassing moments with,

First I would like to thank these guys and these moments for making me the woman I am today. I would also like to thank myself for persevering through in order to eventually find “the one.” I hope my determination goes a long way. I feel as though I should give a shout out to some of my best embarrassing moments that hold a special place in my heart. So here goes…

First, I would like to start off with a thank you to my very first boyfriend who exchanged Christmas presents at the top of my street instead of in my house. I guess 14 was not the best age to mix boyfriends and awkwardness. I am very sorry that I was scared to allow you in my home because I was afraid for you to meet my dad. My dad is really cool but also really scary so I was trying to save you from potentially wetting your pants and never catching the end of it from him. Also thanks for the necklace that I broke when I tried to put it on in front of you. It was a really nice thought.

As for my first attempt at a kiss, I truly thought that you were just trying to give me a hug. I wasn’t trying to be rude or purposely put my hair in your mouth when I turned my head sideways. My bad, dude…

Now, I would like to thank the guy who stayed with me after I accidentally said “I love you” on the same night you officially asked me to be your girlfriend. I swear it slipped and I am really glad all you did was look at me and give me a pity giggle. It would have been way more awkward if you would have responded with an “I love you too.” I mean after all, it was only our two hour anniversary.

Lastly, I would like to thank the guy who I had my most recent encounter with. When my friends dared me to leave a note with my number on the signed receipt for you, my adorable waiter, I really did not plan on ever seeing you again. I left with such confidence that you may hit me up one of these days. But little did I know, I would forget my credit card in the card holder. I appreciate you just handing me the card when I walked back in with a smile. I hope you know that was the biggest walk of shame in my entire life.

So in conclusion, thank you for the awesome memories; I learned so much from all of you. I now know that if you choose to meet my father and wet your pants, that’s your prerogative. Necklaces potentially break really easily. The kissing part I’m still working on because its happened two more times since. I learned to watch myself and realize I’m not speaking to a family member before I start throwing out the “L” word. And finally, since I’m prone to forgetting things, leaving my number is just a no-go.

But oh well, embrace the embarrassing. It builds character.

Best,

Lynsey Booker