Ten years and a bunch of laughs…

I have totally lost my blogging mojo. Couldn’t you tell? I don’t think I’m the only one though after reading through my reader, there just wasn’t that many posts to read. I guess you’re either busy getting kids ready for school or finishing the days with a final summer hurray.

This last weekend I had my ten year high school reunion. I not sure what to say about it… But I was actually looking forward to it. I mean, I think most people dread it but I was excited to see people that had always been so nice to me. I never have that much to say to others but I seem to find comfort in the fact that I can just look at their faces, see how they are doing and then, I guess, walk away and continue on with our own little separate lives. A few people I really wanted to see didn’t show. Who knows what their doing… something important, I guess.

I did loved hanging out and laughing with the old crowd of buddies. I wish we could do that more often. It’s nice that we only seem to remember the good times… pool hopping, pillow tag, tightie whitie runs and a few practical jokes. We sat around and laughed our heads off and rolling our eyes. Lets just pretend the hurtful moments never happened.
Anyhoo, I feel kinda silly. I’m not living in the past but I do feel that if I had another chance of going at things again- I do alot better. Ya know, take the knowledge that we’ve gained and go back and do things right. Wouldn’t that be nice? That will never happen though and at least we learned a few things.

One really funny thing happened. Of course, such an event cannot go with out a mishap or embarrassing moment….

I have a dear cousin who decided to come to my high school at the last minute. I was really nervous at first. I wasn’t sure that I wanted someone to know what I was like at school. (I was quiet around home and family but not so much at school, if you know what I mean.) I introduced her to my great group of friends and they accepted her immediately. It was fabulous. It turned out perfect and my cousin and I became closer then ever. Her nickname became “Cousin” and everyone loved her.

Well… we had a family picnic at the reunion. I showed up and saw Cousin from across the way…

We had on the exact same shirt from American Eagle. We also both had on brown cropped pants and brown flip flops. We laughed so hard, we cried. We looked like twins. We spent the rest of the afternoon standing apart from each other. The best part of it all was that I had laid out an outfit for Jer to wear. Luckily he didn’t what to wear that particular shirt or else our husbands would have matched too. Yup, Cousins husband was wearing the same shirt I’d laid out for Jer. I guess we’re more alike then I’d thought.

So overall, I had a great time. I’ve got a week or so left of the summer and then I have to get my life ready for a preschooler. I’m charting new territory. I’m going to actually have a little bit more schedualed life. Should be good for me.