Countdown
One month until the day of reckoning. One month until my 10 year high school reunion. I've been envisioning it ever since graduation. Ten years ago I resolved to be fabulous in 2007. With only a month left until the big day, I'm left scrambling to collect shards of fab to decorate myself with. During my senior year of high school I made a life to-do list. Let's see how I'm doing:
Get to college and become a geologist
Geologist, sociologist, what's the big difference? I got a dang B.S. and that's all I care about.
Walk the dog
The dog died.
Change my contacts
I think I might have done this 5 or 6 times since graduation.
Have something (small) published
Check. Online publications, but check nonetheless.
Call my sister
I nailed this one. I've actually managed to call all six sisters since graduation.
Brush my hair
Instead of brushing it, I just cut it all off after my freshman year of college. Now I just mess it up with my fingers in the morning and tell myself the tumbleweed look is still in style.
Hug my dad
Check. How could I not? The guy wears the same blue corduroy pants with needlepoint candy canes all over them every Christmas. He's an impossibly lovable guy.
Pick highway flowers
Nope. Sorry, hippie Hollywood, I just never got around to this one. Why don't you go cry to Cat Stevens about it?
Learn to snorkel/scuba
Learn to snorkel? Learn to snorkel? What moron doesn't know how to snorkel? Scuba I never did get around to though. I'm still too freaked out by the idea.
Eat a scone
Scone eaten and English cuisine pronounced, yet again, disgusting.
Primp
On Sundays only. I usually go to church looking like a flat out hussy.
Be memorable
We'll see if anyone else at the reunion remembers me other than being the girl who smelled funny.
Get a prom dress
Check. It was two sizes too small and made me look like Ursala the Sea Witch, but I got the darn thing.
Love someone
Check, Check, Check! I am nuts for my hubby, my girls, and LeBron James.
Read a good book every two weeks
Whoops. Blogging has kind of killed this ambitious goal. How about "get up from the computer every 4 hours?"
Sleep
Nope. I still don't sleep.
Be completely self-sufficient
Nope. I'm happily dependent on my family, friends and church for most of the small joys I experience in this life.
Live in the north in the woods
How about "live in Southern California in a concrete jungle?" Yeah, I like that better.
Surround myself with good music
Check. We make it to a L.A. Philharmonic concert occasionally and I have the classical stuff blaring in the car every day. I dig me some Handel.
Be in awesome physical shape
At this point, having made it through two pregnancies without getting stretch marks is about all I can brag about. And brag I will.
Has anyone else been to their 10 year reunion? How was it? Are they going to laugh if I show up without a Pulitzer? I've at least bought Crest Whitening Strips, am losing weight on my low carb diet and have a killer tan. Hopefully everyone is still as shallow as they were in high school and I can just get by for the evening on looks alone. If not, I'm in big trouble.
Get to college and become a geologist
Geologist, sociologist, what's the big difference? I got a dang B.S. and that's all I care about.
Walk the dog
The dog died.
Change my contacts
I think I might have done this 5 or 6 times since graduation.
Have something (small) published
Check. Online publications, but check nonetheless.
Call my sister
I nailed this one. I've actually managed to call all six sisters since graduation.
Brush my hair
Instead of brushing it, I just cut it all off after my freshman year of college. Now I just mess it up with my fingers in the morning and tell myself the tumbleweed look is still in style.
Hug my dad
Check. How could I not? The guy wears the same blue corduroy pants with needlepoint candy canes all over them every Christmas. He's an impossibly lovable guy.
Pick highway flowers
Nope. Sorry, hippie Hollywood, I just never got around to this one. Why don't you go cry to Cat Stevens about it?
Learn to snorkel/scuba
Learn to snorkel? Learn to snorkel? What moron doesn't know how to snorkel? Scuba I never did get around to though. I'm still too freaked out by the idea.
Eat a scone
Scone eaten and English cuisine pronounced, yet again, disgusting.
Primp
On Sundays only. I usually go to church looking like a flat out hussy.
Be memorable
We'll see if anyone else at the reunion remembers me other than being the girl who smelled funny.
Get a prom dress
Check. It was two sizes too small and made me look like Ursala the Sea Witch, but I got the darn thing.
Love someone
Check, Check, Check! I am nuts for my hubby, my girls, and LeBron James.
Read a good book every two weeks
Whoops. Blogging has kind of killed this ambitious goal. How about "get up from the computer every 4 hours?"
Sleep
Nope. I still don't sleep.
Be completely self-sufficient
Nope. I'm happily dependent on my family, friends and church for most of the small joys I experience in this life.
Live in the north in the woods
How about "live in Southern California in a concrete jungle?" Yeah, I like that better.
Surround myself with good music
Check. We make it to a L.A. Philharmonic concert occasionally and I have the classical stuff blaring in the car every day. I dig me some Handel.
Be in awesome physical shape
At this point, having made it through two pregnancies without getting stretch marks is about all I can brag about. And brag I will.
Has anyone else been to their 10 year reunion? How was it? Are they going to laugh if I show up without a Pulitzer? I've at least bought Crest Whitening Strips, am losing weight on my low carb diet and have a killer tan. Hopefully everyone is still as shallow as they were in high school and I can just get by for the evening on looks alone. If not, I'm in big trouble.
Comments
You made me cry at work (from laughing, not despair.) I’m a recovering high school hippie too.
Well, I was a little too button down to be a REAL hippie, but I certainly thought I was going to save the earth.
My ten year reunion? I got a bad haircut and I’d just had a baby. I looked awesome. Haha.
And one of the girls was dressed really slutty and had tons of cellulite on the backs of her thighs. ewwww. I thought I looked pretty good--especially after having 3 kids in 7 years.
Anyhow, have fun.
PS have you actually gotten your invite yet?
Speaking of old skool, thanks for the pictures you sent me! I think those just might have to be scanned and posted.
Just kidding, he's smokin' hot. Tell him I miss the Dresden.
-Kibler
Funny that buying a prom dress is listed on your life to-do list, though! High school is such a strange time in life!
Have fun! And yeah, what heath o said.
I'm halfway "between" reunions right now. My class didn't have a five year reunion, or, at least, I wasn't invited. Even if there is a ten year reunion I don't know that I'll attend. Traveling back East is expensive and a large time commitment, and I can't say that anyone would remember who I am or that there's more than five or six people I'd remember.
However, the fact that your dog died, you may be a huge disapointment to your class. Your saving grace may be "hussing it up" and all will be forgotten.
You're too funny!
Chanel, you really planned it then didn't go? Ouch!
CCL, I hate to say it, but your loss is my gain. If you show up all fat and covered with poison ivy I'll just look that much better. It's every woman for herself at these things! Pump those steroids, baby!
Kibler - I can't believe you are going to be a mom!! I wish I could be your kid and get some of those hot European genes you've got. We'll miss you, but if you send photos of the wee one all is forgiven.
Eskimo - you only gained three pounds but got stretch marks anyways? You know God hates you when... Sheesh!
Janell, I'm pretty sure they were the English scones - really thick, crumby and dry. Ick!
Andrea - I wouldn't worry about it if I were you. These days success is measured largely by whether or not you still live in your parents basement. It sounds to me like you've done great!
Best of luck on the reunion! Keep us posted ;)
Okay, wait, when did *I* become the drunk and embarrassing friend??? Plus, I got my invite yesterday, and for SIXTY FIVE BUCKS all I get is a buffet and TWO! LOUSY! DRINK! TICKETS! Two drinks do not a lampshade-wearing lush make. In related news, my WEDDING RECEPTION isn't costing us $65 a person.
So, what I'm saying is, the jury is still out.