“It sounds like you’ve had a lot of boyfriends.”

First of all, is that an insult? Because it sounded like an insult.

Let me take you through the lineup. The lineup that lead me to where I am today.

It all started before kindergarten. I got my very first kiss. His name was James and he lived up the street from my family.

He just so happens to be my sisters’ first kisses, too.

We were lucky to lock down such a rebellious bad boy, really. Three kisses, three girls, all in three seconds. Whew, hot damn. He’s now a married man, making his time spent as Walden’s resident bad boy short-lived.

That was the first and last time we shared a man. We made rules about that in high school.

I took a break from the game and didn’t have my next boyfriend until the third grade. The relationship started when we realized we had the same Old Navy white long-sleeve shirt with lab puppies on it. I was a bit of a tomboy and he, well he, just had really good taste.

He lost interest in the fifth grade when we were in different classes. He found a new exciting girl with so much more going on. Her name? Dana Willsey. Where was the loyalty?!

The middle school years were incredibly awkward and dating took a hiatus from me (it was for the best).

High school and college brought a variety of learning experiences, which all lead to this full circle moment. — my current boyfriend has a lab puppy similar to the ones on my fave Old Navy shirt.

Clearly, I did something right.