I lost my virginity my freshman year of college to a boy named Josh. A week before the deflowering took place, Josh drank a bit too much and my nurturing instincts kicked in. Sitting outside of my dorm bathroom, I wiped his sweaty head and he looked at me and said, “Thanks Mom” with a laugh. I was horrified. Looking back, I think that was the turning point in our blossoming relationship.

I read an article this week that said that often, we look for partners who resemble our parents. After grossing everyone out in the office with this little tidbit, I thought about my own life. My dad and I aren’t really close and the only time we ever really spent together, I was only six and I remember his pierced ears were the first I had ever seen on a man. If my memory (and golden undertones in my hair) serves me right, I think he had slightly auburn hair color with brown eyes – both qualities I never look for in a man. I can deal with pierced ears, but only if both ears are done. I prefer fatherly qualities to fatherly appearances – you know, someone who is older, wiser, protective and resents his life choices.

Anyway, my mixtape rewind is Chromeo’s “Momma’s Boy.” It makes me dance while I work on my profile at MarriedandLonelyPeople.com.

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