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Nah...it can't be 25 years already!!!

This past weekend I went to my 25 year high school reunion. In absolutely no way do I feel or look like I graduated 25 years ago. At least that is what I keep telling myself. I figure as long as I keep saying it I won't believe it. :) I can honestly say that I was not looking forward to this soiree'. I've been in a bit of a "ho hum...leave me alone" kind of mood lately. A reunion where everyone or most everyone is with a significant other. Married or just dating there were going to be couples. Lots of them. Did I really want to put myself into a situation where I would feel like a total loser for still being single? Ah what the hell...why not? Gave me an excuse to go shopping. Found a cute top and I was off to the Friday night get together at Jackson's.

Walking into a bar is always a strange feeling. Kinda like you are being stared at and are you grade A top prime. Yeah...it felt that way for a bit until I saw some friends. Beelined it to their table and felt a lot more at ease. More than I was expecting. Hmmm....maybe this won't be so bad. I meandered my way into the club portion of the bar and the fears I had about being a total loser disappeared. I was surrounded by people I grew up with. No judgement there. Maybe the night wasn't going to be a total pain in my arse as I thought.




I was back to the person I was in high school. Just call me a butterfly. I fluttered from one table to another chatting with everyone. Yep. Tracey hasn't changed. Heavens did I hear that a lot. It's nice hearing that I don't look 43 and haven't changed since high school. While I do think I've changed as I believe I was not pretty or cute in high school but quite plain and boring. I am so not plain and boring now. I might even go so far as to say that I'm pretty now. Shhhh....!!!! Don't tell anyone I said that. ;) No...the guy is not my boyfriend or husband. Just a friend from high school. People read so much into a photo!!!


Saturday night I remained sober. That sounds like I wasn't sober Friday night. The reason it sounds like that is because I wasn't sober Friday night. A lemon drop, 2 margarita's and 1 beer later...Tracey is friends with everyone she meets. :) Saturday I had to be responsible. I was in charge of the registration table and the money. Couldn't be drinking and foul that up. Money is important to make something like this a success. Was it? Absolutely it was. Everyone was fed well and drank even well-er. The drinks were poured and flowing Saturday night. All in all the A.C. Davis High School 25 year reunion was a success. Such a success that people were already asking about the 30. I think the ones who put this together need a rest first. Like a couple of years rest then we will look at planning that one. :)



Oh yeah!!! Edward Cullen stopped by to give his love and to keep me safe. *grin*



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