I still want to post about the reunion, so let me just get done what I can for now. Friday night. Only 6 of us showed up for the tailgating at the football game. I didn’t even recognize one of the guys. He looked really good and his wife was really cute. We made fun of ourselves for being such dorks with only 6 people standing under a tent with a big sign but oh well. We went and got seats up in the stands together and we ended up having probably 20 graduates or so and spouses show up. I was pretty pleased. Around 3rd quarter, we were losing the football game and some of us decided to go ahead to the restaurant/bar. So we head over there and there are already several people there. I decide to just go for it and speak to everyone I saw. Everyone was being so nice to each other at the game. It was quite weird. Most people sat with their friends from school but everyone seemed, like, so mature and like good old friends that really missed seeing each other. It was quite odd. Anyway, so I go up to this guy at the bar who was and is really cute. He seemed a little drunk already but I gave him a big smile and moved to hug him and he smiled and made some really nice comment about how great I looked. He seemed genuinely shocked. Ok, so it was a drunk statement, but I’ll take it. I talked to everyone I could that night. Seems like everyone talked to everyone. It was really cool. There was one girl that showed up with her fake boobs hanging out. She was editor of the newspaper in school and well, homely/shy I guess you could say. She said she got braces, got rid of her contacts and then got “accessories”. Oh and let me not forget, that “she got laid and laid loosened up.” She seemed very intent on letting everyone know what a dork she thought she was in school and how much she had improved. Ok, so maybe that’s what I think of myself too but I really hope I didn’t come across the same as her. Anyway, we left around midnight. The girls spent the night with my mom. It was actually Lexi’s first night overnight somewhere. She slept upstairs with Emma on a palet (how do you spell that word??). So maybe she can start doing sleepovers too. OH, and a little more reunion gossipy stuff, that cute guy ended up making out with a single girl at the bar and my friend M apparently has pictures of it. I still have yet to see them. OK, maybe I’ll do Saturday tomorrow. I think I’m going to bed.
Sounds like a good time! My 20th high school reunion is being organized right now and I don’t know if I’ll attend or not. I hated high school.