Since Lisa started off remembering a first that I don't remember as much of, rather than give my side of things I'm going to move to a different first. Our first kiss, as pictured.
Now I don't know what Lisa's intent was during this moment. We were goofing around taking pictures, waiting for the fireworks to start at Disneyland, when she tells me to close my eyes, and kiss her on the cheek. The picture seems a bit ambiguous, so I'll clarify that my aim was true, I was going to kiss her cheek, and she was the one who turned.
But I definitely wasn't going to complain. The day before that moment had been special, with hand holding moments on the Indiana Jones ride (for her to feel comfortable, not just because I wanted to, or so I told myself) and on the ferris wheel (because it was my first ferris wheel ride and I was frightened). I did not know at the time how important that day would be to the both of us. Or how much Disneyland influenced our relationship. And that silly ferris wheel.
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