Friday Night, we left the spouses behind (they were glad) and when I saw so many old friends, I swear, the longer we were together, the higher and higher the decibels rose. At one point, our screeching was both breaking glass, and luring horny bats.
First and foremost, let's comment on the appearances. People.Looked.FANTASTIC.
I swear. There are girls from my class who still have skin of 18 year olds. It must be in the water. And because so many of us keep in touch, the conversations were substantive. And seeing so many old faces was fun, and engaging. We graduated with over 500 classmates, so there was a lot of catching up to do.
Saturday night was the more formal affair which was laden with hundreds of old photographs. JohnnyMac saw some pretty little photos of me in giant hair and giant dresses. JohnnyMac was in awe. And not the good kind. Too late now to leave me JohnnyMac! Even when he saw my cheerleader pic in which my coiffure was actually bigger than my pompons.
And before I spoke, one of my girlfriends who has also done a lot of public speaking asked me if JohnnyMac loves listening to me speak in public. I laughed and said, Oh yes....because he sure doesn't get enough of me talking at home. Oh, wait, let me dip that last line in sarcasm.
So, perhaps you would like to join me for a bit of the Reunion Rewind?
There are SO many things to recall. Obviously, the mile high hair and bangs was standard operating procedure. Remember how big it was? Don't get near a fire or a big fan with those mops we carried. How did our necks survive? And the tight sausage curl bangs....like a tube of hair.
Remember the asymmetrical haircuts? Oh, I had one. Very very short on one side, and very very long on the other. Neat. And the Sun-In? NOT WISE BRUNETTE GIRLS! It turns out a rather dull shade of orange. NO ONE BELIEVES THAT IS FROM ACTUAL SUN. Maybe the Kool Aid Man, but absolutely NOT the sun.
And the parachute pants? That came in two sizes? Baggy or extra extra snug. I will take mine snug thank you. And who said you need to bend your knees to walk comfortably.
And what humors me is everything else we wore was incredibly too big. I had giant XL rugby shirts and then stuffed them into my tucked and rolled jeans. This is why we didn't need birth control then...because NO ONE wanted to frolic with a girl with 8 feet of shirt stuffed into her pants. This was a uniform at the Friday Night dance.
I loved to dance but let's face it, we sucked back then. We simply planted our feet, knew nothing about moving our hips, and moved our shoulders up and down to 'cause I've got to have faith, faith, faith... which actually sounded more like 'cause I've got to have FFFFFFFfaithaFFFFFFFFfaithaFFFFFFFFFFFfaith. Pronunciation of the F's = imperative.
And when we could barely do the Moonwalk, we thought we were smokin' hot breakdancers. And The Worm? I know of a few of you have done it too. And by a few I mean almost all of you.
I was doing The Worm once and my older brother walked in and asked me WTF I was doing. OH, DUMB ONE...its the WORM. You know what the Worm actually looks like? NOT PRETTY.
But one of the best elements of the reunion is knowing you have been friends with some of the same people for most of your life.
Two of my girlfriends I have maintained friendships with for 28 and 25 years respectively. Here is a pic of us the summer before we started high school.
And those friendships are still strong today. Through different colleges, different states, marriage, moving, and kiddos, I cherish them to this day. And these are the girls that know the best of you, and the worst of you, and still love you.
It is so humorous to revisit this plethora of old pictures. So innocent. And we were so safe then. Before we could drive, we would leave our houses after school and not return home until absolutely too dark to be outside.
I told my Mom it was such a different world then because people were not stealing children.
She nodded. And then said, "No, its just that no one was going to steal you." I am sure if I was taken, I would have been returned home within one hour.
In addition to that big hair, I owned eyeglasses comparable in size to a windshield for a small aircraft. But as my Father likes to say, at least I could see. Oh, I could certainly see. In fact, I was able to see cloud particles forming with all of the coverage those glasses provided.
And we were SO proud to drink Wine Coolers. I made a joke on Saturday night that how could you not like them? The word COOL was already in the name! And they were from
And we held that Budweiser with pride. Budweiser that we "borrowed" from my Father's basement. This pic is from a party that we 1. should not have been at and 2. should NOT have provided photographic evidence of our presence. This was over 20 years ago...
And here is a pic of us now (oh, and I used photoshop (quickly and obviously, poorly) to include a pic of LG from the Friday Night party...because she looks better now then ever). Oh, what a difference in your hair when you don't use tiny curling irons and two cans of AquaNet.
Such innocent lambs...relatively. This was when 10 girls would split a four pack of coolers and STILL get drunk. And no one was dirty. No one booty called, sext'ed, FB, or late night MySpaced you. If anything, boys and girls would talk on the telephone. And before high school, the only thing a boy would call and say is, "Hey, my parents are gone. Do you want to come over and..... ride bikes?
Although I did see a boy there who told me I was his first kiss. I swear I have NEVER seen him before. I spent the next two days being told repeatedly by Taz and Tigger that I was his girlfriend. Hmmmm. Blame it on those California Coolers?
And on Sunday, we did a big family picnic. My son had the BEST time being catered to by all the little girls there. Oh, and playing in the bouncy house. Genius idea to get a bouncy house. We certainly had no bouncy houses when we were kids.
And in that very first picture above, is our friend The Soccer Star. That pic is from my parent's house, the night he met my best friend, Taz. They got married after graduation, and have been together ever since. They now have two wonderful, beautiful girls..also soccer stars. And TSS and JohnnyMac have developed a great friendship over the years. I am sure that made my 20 year reunion 5% more interesting for JohnnyMac since face it, NO ONE wants to go to someone else's high school reunion. Open bar or not.
But it was fantastic for me. All around such a great time, and the DJ did play Push It for me. And believe me, I am a MUCH better dancer now. And I promise you, I didn't even attempt to do The Worm.