Sunday, June 22, 2008

Eleven years and counting

Saturday was my high school reunion, my eleven-year high school reunion. Sure most schools do 10 years but our class couldn't get our act together last year so it was slightly delayed.

I guess our class was always a bunch of slackers. During rallies and football games barely anyone showed up. And as a class that started with about 500 students our freshman year we ended with a little over 250. Not the best matriculation rate.

I guess any reunion is weird. What do you have in common with these people anymore? I have to admit though that there were a lot of really cool people that I never talked to in high school that I really enjoyed hanging out with last night.

Basically we went to a local pizza parlor and had pizza and beers for a couple of hours out on the patio. I was surprised at how many people had kids. I was really surprised to learn that one couple (who got married right after school) was expecting their fifth child.

It was really interesting to see what people were doing now, and how you would never have thought that a decade ago. One classmate, whom I had attended elementary school with) had become a luchadore (masked Mexican wrestler) for eight years (or that’s what he said and if he made it up kudos for a great story), one of the artiest girls ever turned into an engineer and there was a guy who laid oil pipelines down in Peru.

Later in the night, the families took off and a bunch of us headed down the block to what I’m sure is California’s last saloon. Boots hung from the ceiling and there were a lot of wranglers packed onto the stools. The AC didn’t work but the beers were cold and the patio was pretty nice by then.

Outside poor Deb was hassled by an old classmate, and my two other compatriots were tired so they took off. I stayed until a little after midnight hanging out with people I hadn’t talked to since the ’90s.

As I drove home I got a text that asked, “One more drink?”

And there’s always room for one more, so I changed course and headed to a local bar. That last one definitely put me over and I woke in a bit of pain this morning, but I guess reunions should not be done sober anyways.

9 comments:

Miss Snarky Pants said...

High School Reunion huh?!?!?! Would have been nice to go to one of those if NOT for my dropping out of high school to start a family....

Must have been nice.

I could imagine one wouldn't be complete without a drink of some sort. :-)

Good you got to enjoy yourself!

Colleen said...

Thanks Ms. Behaving, but you do have the most adorable grandson so it evens out.

Many drinks were very helpful.

MsFreshBananaPuddin said...

oh that is so exciting. I lived in such a small town that whenever I go home and go to the bar its like a reunion. Eveyone has kids and a drug/drinking habit, nothing really exciting...

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Colleen said...

Msspuddin - well this was my first time seeing most of these people since graduation, which I think, considering some of the people, was for the best.

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