This weekend was my 20th class reunion. My husband and I - who graduated together - closed the bar down two nights in a row. I don't know that I have ever closed a bar (okay, maybe in college)- but two nights in a row?! We had such a good time reconnecting - and seriously, where did 20 years go?
I saw my best bus friend (he signed this book for me), decided that two classmates tie for the kindest-people-I-know category, heard two jokes that made me laugh and one that made my throw up in my mouth a little, learned two much information about one classmate, did a bit of impromptu co-psychotherapy with an old flame, and was told I have not changed a bit, in that I am still nice - shucks.
Vicki and I - met in the third grade. Old friends have the best information, em. We appear to be hanging onto our purses for dear life.
A bit of trivia is that the bar/ family restaurant we are celebrating at is owned and run by a highschool mate's family - my husband and I "really" met there our senior year after the homecoming game - he asked me to marry him on the street outside 5 years later. The location has changed, but the sentiment is the same. aw.
that's enough reminiscing for now...
And because this is a crafting-of-sorts kind of blog I have done some crafting - mostly cutting, preparing for the next Quilt-A-Long - a zig-a-long of sorts led by Amy of Park City Girl. I have my 88 9" squares of Mendocino by Heather Ross. Ready for the week #2 clue tomorrow.