Me and the gang...20 years later!! Look at those sexy girls! And then Darin. Darin was and is still a sweetheart. This is a great group of people. These are people that are going to change the world just by being as wonderful as they are.
Getting Ready - Me (in the middle) and then Julie (left) and Christine(a) (right). None of us know if we should call her ChristinA or ChristinE. In high school she went by Christina. Now that she's a hotshot photographer, she's Christine. So, take your pick.
Me and Tuesdee (Tues) - Friends since 4th grade. First time we've seen each other in 11+ years. No changes except that we all have "Woman Figures."
Okay, so me and my group of friends got together at Christina's house to get ready and then drive down together to Orange County. The event was being held at the House of Blues in Anaheim. Cut to the scene where we are all piled into the car and we're listening to old school rap...I mean OLD SCHOOL...well, 20 year old OLD SCHOOL. Run DMC, etc. It was great. I haven't listened to that music since I was in high school so it was kind of neat to relive the days when I used to actually break dance. Yes, ME, break dancing. Then, not now...obviously.
So we get to the House of Blues and this is the scene...a bar with a bunch of drunk people and finger foods. Pathetic! I paid $90 for this??! It was like the Desperate Housewives of Arlington High School, Class of 1987 decided that they needed a night away from the family so they used our reunion as an excuse to dress up in cocktail dresses cut down to "there" and short enough to see "there" and show off all of their goodies. No thanks. Ugh.
The music was so loud that people didn't feel free to mingle and see where classmates have been for the past 20 years. So, just like in high school, the same groups of people hung out and no one else could feel comfortable joining their little click. So, basically, my little group of friends and I could've saved our money and stayed in Riverside at Christina's house and talked about where we have been in our lives. Thankfully, I have stayed in touch with this particular group of friends over the years so I felt at home with them.
We eventually left the torture chamber that was the House of Blues and went to Denny's, just like we used to do in high school, and sat for hours and talked and laughed.
I have made friendships for a lifetime and I am satisfied with that. I never need to step foot in a reunion again. I am content with where I am at and who I have surrounded myself with. That's all that counts.
I am blessed.