I can’t leave the world of the high-school reunion yet. I can’t get enough. I want more. I want our entire group to get together every weekend if possible. hahahaha<\/p>\n
I am already on the planning committee for the next one – along with Betsy, Mere, Beth, and Leo. WHOO-HOO. The emails have already flown back and forth – where to have it, should it be a cruise, a clambake … should we have a cruise AND a clambake? Should we have a buffet table? Venue discussions …. (Lisa, we might go for a multi-day event next time, like you had for yours<\/a>.. God help us all.)<\/p>\n Let the good times roll.<\/p>\n The ironic thing is that I really disliked high school, actually. I didn’t start to blossom until college – which is where I started to feel powerful, feel like I knew a little bit who I was, I felt pretty in college – for the first time ever … College was a true release for me and I had a sense that that would be true, which is partly why I despised high school so much, and couldn’t wait to get out of what I fondly called “that hellhole institution”. But seeing everyone as adults has been poignant, piercing, fun, overwhelming … and I am an emotional addict.<\/p>\n Gimme drugs, gimme drugs …<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" I can’t leave the world of the high-school reunion yet. I can’t get enough. I want more. I want our entire group to get together every weekend if possible. hahahaha I am already on the planning committee for the next … Continue reading