I saw most everyone I wanted to see and some who I didn't care to see. Because this is my blog I have no compunction about listing those I didn't care to see.
Stop smiling.
It would not have hurt my feelings if Katie, Terri and Steph hadn't shown up. I didn't care for them 10 years ago and, amazingly, I don't care for them now. Honestly it annoys me that Katie named her son Mason also. How is that for truthful...
Other than those three it was really good to see everyone.
Austin's cousin, Sarah, came already drunk and on laxatives. Why? Because she didn't want to look fat. Crazy!! I was stunned. I couldn't believe it she actually surprised me. It is always great to see her though. Even if just for the laugh.
Most everyone there has kids or is married/engaged to someone who does. I think it is amazing how conversation always turns to kids. As if we don't talk about them enough as it is.
I just love how one person, usually a dork of the class, will make a memory book and bring it. Not everyone is in this book and it revolves around them, making things kinda skewed anyways. I had a great time laughing at the book because I was only in a couple of the photos. (What were we all thinking dressing like that?)
Okay I'm done complaining now.
As our reunion was winding down Sarah, being drunk and all, suggested we crash the 15 reunion that was taking a couple of miles away. Austin and I had no clue where we were going so it was decided that Sarah's husband Phil would ride with Austin and that I would drive Sarah.
This is where Austin embarrassed me. You had to know it was coming... As we are walking out of the casino Phil ask Austin where he is parked and something was said about the balls hanging down under the truck and then Austin refers to the truck as a 'man' truck. I could have died.
My husband had done so good sitting there behaving all night that I thought we were in the clear. Evidently not. He was so cute when he said it though that I have decided to let it slide. I know how generous of me.
After all his 10 year reunion is next year so I have a whole year to think of some way to subtly embarrass him. I will be taking suggestions.
It was also good to see that I was not the only one with little insecurities about high school. At least I showed up though. I saw several people from my class at the Farmer's Merchants Picnic, all with lame excuses about not showing up.
Can't wait for the 15 year reunion. Okay so maybe I can because that would make me... 33. EWWW. No thank you.








