High School Nostalgia

I can't believe it has been nearly a month since I posted, I guess these past few weeks have been crazy. I am trying to get used to working an additional two days a week. I love working, I think I just take WAY too much on myself at home - i.e. housework, laundry, cooking, etc. Bret is also getting used to me coming home at 7:00, and there have been several frustrated nights where dad and kids are at the end of their ropes when I get home. Nearly all of my friends who are mothers work full time as well and I absolutely do not see how they do it. (Conversely, they probably don't see how I stay home three days a week, either, I'm sure)

The last exciting thing we did was go to my ten-year high school reunion (Go Berkner Rams '99!). We drove up to Dallas on a Thursday to see my little brother play football on the Junior Varsity team, but that game got rained out due to a wet field. So that was disappointing, but a little relieving after a four hour car trip. The next day we went to the pep rally at my old high school, which was surreal. The band was still warming up to the same tunes, the drumline played the same cadences, and the Bandoleras were dancing up a storm. (For those of you who didn't go to Berkner High School, the Bandos are the drill team) In high school, I was captain of the Color Guard and it was so neat to see the band perform at the halftime show at the Homecoming game. I was filled with a sense of pride and also a little feeling of wistfulness as I watched them perform. I am so grateful I got to do that for three years and have those memories and experiences. However, many things have changed in ten years: there was a lot of booty-dancing at the pep rally that we didn't even know about ten years ago, Berkner has a stomp team and a hip hop team, the Color Guard wore semi-skimpy dance outfits that we would never have been allowed to wear (until 97 they wore dresses that looked like a marching band uniform with a prairie skirt!), and a third-trimester pregnant freshman was nominated for Homecoming Lady. In '99 they still sent the poor pregnant teens to a special school! My mild disapproval of many teenage antics made me realize I am nearly 30, and not seventeen anymore!

After that, we went to my reunion which was held in downtown Dallas. The main thing I realized is that everyone pretty much looked the same. I fell right into friendship with my old buddies Jenny and Terri, while others were a little more awkward. The pretty/ handsome people were still so, nobody got really fat or ugly! One friend of mine joked that those that did probably didn't come, and he may be right. The disappointing things is that I would have like to have more activities (none really planned due to a laissez-faire class president) such as a job/family update, superlative update, etc; and there were a lot of people that I wish would have come - I'll list you here to tell you I missed you: Afsheen, Eugene, Pearl, Meredith, David, Joyuan, Becky, Lee, Christine and probably many more that I haven't seen in so long. All in all it was a fun night and I learned a few important lessons : I will try to keep in better touch with those I was close to, I am happy with my life so far and very blessed with my little family, and three glasses of wine is a lot for someone who hasn't seriously drank in over 18 months!