1. I went to my 15 year highschool class reunion this weekend. No matter what anyone says, nothing can quite prepare you for a reunion. Seeing the ex-boyfriends and their wives. Seeing the old best friends. Seeing the old enemies. Seeing the people that you genuinely liked. And seeing the people that you genuinely didn't. Seeing people and pretending that you are thrilled beyond belief to be again breathing the same air with them, yet having no recollection at.all. as to who they are.
It's a bizarre thing, a reunion. Some people have changed...a lot. There was lots of weight gain. And lots of weight loss. Lots of...um...surgical enhancements. And lots of new tattoos and hair colors. And then there are some people who haven't changed a day since high school. Those are the ones I like....because I actually knew who they were!
I also feel very sorry for spouses at these kinds of things. How horribly terrible to be dragged along to a place where everyone is remembering stuff that happened 15 years ago, and you are struggling to just read a scrawled out sticky name-tag of someone that your wife or husband apparently has missed so much, but yet you've never even heard them mention before. Ever. The husband and I are super fortunate in this department. We graduated from the same highschool and in the same class, so we were spared the awkwardness of the spousal issue. Except we know too much of eachother's history with most of the people in the room...which is a whole other bowl of awkward.
All in all...it was a great time. It's always fun to dip back into history for a little bit. To reminisce and recollect and remember.
We got back home last night, and I just realized that as great as my history is...I'm desperately in love with my present. So good to be home.
2. In other news, we have an infestation problem. Of the dead variety. We pretty much fell into the bed late last night when we arrived home from the festivities, so it wasn't until this morning that I made the discoveries.
This was in my kitchen window.
And this was in my front yard.
I'm assuming Tweety sneaked in through the fireplace while we were gone and decided to commit suicide by way of ramming his head into the glass of the window.
And the carcass? That's just gross. And I'm not asking questions.
3. I looked at a calendar the other day and realized that summer is almost over. And that I haven't done the foggiest thing to prepare for the upcoming school year. I've been hearing of how my fellow homeschool moms are ordering this and that, and preparing thus and so, and even setting start dates for their broods. I don't have any excuses other than I just don't want to think about it yet. And I'm thinking that it is still going to be awhile before I seriously think about it again. Because I'm just not ready.
4. I'm not sure why we invest money in video game systems and other pricey entertainment devices for the children. The boys have happened upon the wonder of a $2.99 package of plastic Solo cups. I've been handling this buying toys thing all wrong. Never underestimate the power of paper products.
5. I am on a mission this week to see how long I can postpone a much needed trip to the grocery store. The fact that the husband is out of deodorant, and that I just fed him a peanut butter and jelly sandwich for lunch may indicate that I need to go sooner than later. But still....I've never backed down from a challenge.
And with that....
That's all.
13 comments:
First, the carcass?? That's just wrong. Second, can you share some details about your reunion? Anything about it stand out as being particularly fantastic? I'm heading up the committee for my *cough* 25th *cough* reunion next year and I'm always on the lookout for good ideas. Glad you had fun at yours and I totally understand the spouse stuff. My hubby is bored silly at my reunions but bless his heart he goes anyway.
I know you don't want to go there ... but what the heck is that in your front yard?
Seeing those cups stacked up reminds me of "Speed Stacks" competitions. check out the website: http://www.speedstacks.com
ICK. Here I was thinking that seeing a mouse in Walmart was gross. YOU WIN!!!
:-)
Glad you're home.
What IS that freaky thing in your yard?
I skipped my 10-year reunion and I'm still contemplating my 20th in 6 years. It's totally going to depend on how much I weigh. Isn't that terrible?!
My boy runs around in undies all day and so does the baby girl. We buy fun undies just for that reason-any superhero they want!
My kids ate microwave popcorn for dinner the night we got home from LR. No shame in that!
"as great as my history is...I'm desperately in love with my present." I love that sentiment. Now that's where we all ought to live.
I'm all for putting off the schooling thing until the last minute. That generally works well enough for me and prevents you from doing today what will just be there tomorrow anyhoo.
Is that a baby dinosaur in your front yard?
Eeeeewwww, eeeeewwww, eeeewwww at the dead things...blech!
I have my 20 year (*gasp*, it's not possible, *gasp*!!) reunion this weekend, so, yep, it ought to be a ton of fun!
*gag* me with a spoon!!! blech.
love tater in that pic...i swear if you give C a roll of electrical tape that kid can come out with a new product all together...why do even purchase that 029830429834 piece Lego sets??
Glad you are settling back in to blog life...will you inspire me please???
Amb,
Oh, my child! Your life reads like a fasinating book of mysteries. I delight in the Sherlock Holmesy way you have of seeing so much variety in the space of a few hours. Yep, got my genes for detail, and you know, that's the stuff good memories are made of. Always seeing something new and trying it on, whether you buy it or not. That's the fun of it, isn't it?
And reunions - well, yesterday was our 10th monthly planning committee meeting for our 50th in two months. Had 15 people excitedly remembering and sorting through 96 names to insure we've tried to make sure to get as many as we can to attend. We've 48 committed, with 37 spouses in tow. In fact, I've got to close this comment and get some more of the reunion biographics computed.
Hey, what was that in the yard anyway?
Love you,
Jim-Dad
I do not do reunions and haven't even been to a college homecoming in twenty years. I think I have social anxiety.
And yay for solo cups. Because styrofoam winds up all over your house.
Loved your rambling...
I'll find out all the juicy details about the reunion later.
Love ya!
When you returned home to find the carcass, did you quickly do a head count? Still have the same # of children, right?
I just got the invitation to my reunion in September. Just enough time to starve myself without having the waif look (bwahaha). I will say that facebook has helped me not be as nervous/uncomfortable about seeing people.
A roll of tape is also a very cheap toy that provides hours of entertainment. However, I had to hide my personal tape for the rare occasion that I choose to wrap a gift.
And now that my comments are longer than the original post, I'll quit. :)
OMGosh...first time over here...Where do you live to have such a carcass on your front lawn? Wowzers.
In the summer I hate grocery shopping too. I boycott as long as possible. Last year it got so bad I went to my mom's house while they were out of town and borrowed all her stuff...I mean it was going to go bad if someone didn't use it. Right? LOL
The undies are a common thing around here with my boy too. Gotta love boys. Great cup tower too.
Nice to meet you, I popped over from Bridget's blog.
Newest follower.
Mimi
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