10 Year Reunion

Sep 29, 2011 by

I feel like my whole life I’ve heard about high school reunions.  Women freaking out about how much weight they’ve gained since graduation, men about how much hair they’ve lost…the list goes on and on.  I never understood it.  You’re never going to be in as great of shape as you were at 18 (or, for men, have as much hair).  EVERYONE will look different, and MOST not in a positive way.  I mean, really, who does that happen to?  Who shows up at a high school reunion looking 100x better than they did in high school?  No one.  I’m convinced.  Ok, except maybe that one random super-nerd who now has that new money glow.  Maybe him.


Anyway, I never understood the hysteria.  But now…my reunion is tomorrow.  I guess a lot of people say, “Wow! I can’t believe it’s been 10 years!”  Personally, I feel like I can’t believe it’s ONLY been 10 years.  It feels like 100.  I debated even attending because I feel that most of the people I give a shit about, I still talk to on at least a semi-regular basis.  Buuuuuuuuuuuut, curiosity won out, so now I’m going through my closet wondering what to wear since I haven’t quite lost all the baby weight.


I’m not feeling insecure about it (today, that is) because I know whatever I pick out will be accompanied by spanx something I already own, something I would wear to any regular dinner with friends and, most importantly, something that fits me in the size I am now.  Isn’t that what it all boils down to, really?  Wearing clothes that fit?


The real bummer is this reunion (if you haven’t added 2+2 yet) is on a Friday.  Who does that?!  It basically guarantees that anyone who lives out of state can’t/won’t come…unless they take a vacation day, and who’s going to do that for a reunion?  Oh, it gets better.  The reason it was planned on a Friday is that it’s planned around the high school homecoming football game.  Goodie!  Does anyone actually CARE about their high school’s homecoming, 10 years later?


Better yet, all those previously mentioned friends I give a shit about…95% not coming.  Because they live out of state.  Awesome.  Thankfully, there are a select few awesome people still attending, whom I can hopefully convince to skip the HS theatrics and stay at the bar, drink and watch sports instead.  Doesn’t that sound a billion times more fun?  Captain Morgan alone would have me sold in a heartbeat.  Let’s see…hang out with people who don’t recognize you and hear awkward comments about how they “can’t believe you married a farmer!” ORRRRRRRR rum and diet?  Tough call.  Not.


The only thing I am very curious to learn is whether the entire point of going to these events is to gossip about people after you leave.  That seems mean…but stay tuned because Lord knows there will be an interesting blog come Monday! 😉

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  1. Oh I never went. I went to two different high schools…freshman/sophomore one place and Junior/Senior another….and I even graduated EARLY so I was only at that second year for 1.5 years. The few I still talked to I cared about…the rest I honstly never got to know. So HS wasn’t a big curosity for me.

    Now 8th grade…Yeah. The 8th grade…..THAT my friend was MY horror.

    I went to a school that was K-8. And we were the LAST graduating class from that school and there was only 50 of us. I am still friends and keep in touch with my friend Jean, whom I have known since I was 5, my first friend in that town when I moved there.

    We had our 25th 8th grade reunion (yes, I’m 12 years older than you) and I remember the drama all over again and was nervous as hell to go. I missed the “big one in August” but there was a second one between the holidays last year where my friend Jean was able to attend (she lives in Arizona). Funny, 25 years we were both texting the day of about “I hope (inset name) isn’t there, God I hated her.”. It was like that feeling from 25 years was fresh in our minds/hearts 25 years later. HOW FREAKING crazy was that.

    But you see, Jean and I….we were best friends and ever so NOT popular.

    I run my own company, talented and creative as hell, married to a great guy with 2 GORGEOUS kids….and in a minute I felt 13 and insecure again….

    HS never did that to me. But Elm. school…wow!

    By the way, that bitch DID show up, looked great and I still hate her! 🙂

    Own you life. I bet NOBODY else gave birth to a small adult!!! 🙂 Have fun and report as much as you can (remember) on Monday!

  2. You know, I’ve found that the people who were thinking high school is the best time of their lives…they don’t have very much fun in college. It seems like they get to college and find out that there are a lot of people a lot cooler than they are and then they don’t know what to do. Meanwhile, the rest of us HS losers get to college and escape the tyranny of the “popular” kids and are FREE AT LAST! 🙂

    I wouldn’t say the popular kids at my school were mean though, so that’s good at least. We had some major drama in the 8th grade, so I know exaaaaaaactly what you mean about that time period.

    It’s funny you mention the texting because it’s already begun for me. 🙂 I’m sure Monday will be full of interesting surprises.

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