Today I’m flying to Mississippi for my 20 year high school reunion. I’m actually typing this out on my phone while I’m on the plane, which should be tedious and time consuming, but I text so much that it’s really not. (Just call me Ol’ Lightning Thumbs.)
Random stuff about this trip that I’m going to just make into a list because I only slept 4 hours last night and my brain isn’t in any condition to make this a cohesive narrative.
1. I’m going by myself. The kids are with Dave, and Chris isn’t coming because he has his kids this weekend. I have mixed feelings about it – it’s cheaper for me to go by myself, it’s so much easier to fly without the kids (no stroller! no diaper bag! I feel so unencumbered!), and really, even if Chris did come, he’d be bored out of his mind sitting around while I talk with a bunch of girls I’ve known since I was Catie’s age, talking about stuff that happened 20+ years ago. Still, a lot (most?) people are going to have their significant others and kids with them this weekend, so it’ll feel a little weird to be going solo. And I’ll miss having “my people” with me. But it’s ok.
2. This is a short trip – flying out Friday morning, and I get back on Sunday night. Not even long enough to worry about the cat being alone. (I gave Dave a spare key to my house, in case the kids need something, and so they can check on Beaumont if necessary. Is it weird to give my ex-husband access to my house when I’m not there? Eh, maybe, but I’m not worried about it.)
3. I’m staying with a friend who I haven’t seen since Catie was a baby, and before that, it had been over 10 years. But I’m excited about that, it should be fun.
4. Funny thing about Facebook is that it’s let me stay in touch with the people I want to stay in touch with, and it’s easy to pointedly avoid those I don’t. But the thing is, the people I want to stay in touch with? None of them live in North Carolina, so I never get to see them. That’s kind of what makes this whole trip special. There’s a small group of people I’m super-excited to see, a few people I’m indifferent about, and a few more that, well, I’m pretty much dreading.
5. I think for most people, high school is not always the happiest time in our lives. I was fat in high school, and I was pretty nerdy, and it made me an easy target for getting picked on. I’ll admit there is a part of me that is very much looking forward to putting on a really sexy dress on Saturday night and kind of showing off a little. (And the dress is hot, it’s black and white, and makes me look all hourglass-y, and I’m putting it with a pair of red heels that are pretty amazing.) If it makes me shallow to want to show off in front of the guys who called me fat in high school, so be it.
So! That’s that. Jackson, Mississippi, here I come.
Oh – one last observation. I’ve decided that there are 2 types of women in the world: those who wear high heels through the airport, and the rest of us. I’m firmly on Team Flip-Flops over here, in case there was any doubt.
Have fun! My 20th is later this summer. Where did the time go?
Knock ’em dead
I hope you had fun. I hated high school. My class tried to have a ten year reunion 4 years ago. 2 ppl said yes. Goes to show you how my class was. We did not get along. I have the people I keep in touch with and those I don’t care to ever see again. I wouldn’t be surprised if we never had a reunion.
I hope you knocked them dead. For all of us.