And now, 35 years later, it is time for the 35th reunion!
I was not a popular kid.
I was not a 'head' (Pot smoker)
I was not an athlete ( in the school vernacular anyway)
I was not a 'Brain'.
I wasn't a townie or a 'richie' ( those that lived out in the very expensive countryside)
I was the kid that everyone liked, but no one knew.
I was the girl that rode her horse everywhere, except to school cuz they said I couldn't tie it to the tennis court fences.
I was the girl that didn't try to make you her friend by letting you ride her horse- under any circumstance!
My town is and was small. There were only a few Elementary Schools, one Jr High and one High School. Most of my class grew up sitting next to each other. I always sat between Cindy Beatty and Billy Bockhold- 12 years worth.
But I really didn't like very many of my schoolmates and they pretty much felt the same way about me.
But my very best friend Janet wanted to go to the Reunion.
She needed a support friend-me.
She paid for my ticket!
So now, a week from Saturday... I have to go.
And I have to try and remember things about people I haven't seen in 35 friggin years!
And though I look pretty much the same- THEY have all changed!
I've already told myself that I am not going to go buy a new outfit, have my hair done, my teeth whitened, thirty pounds carved away, or any other such nonsense. I wasn't a fashionista then, and as you all know, if I can't buy it at the tack,feed or nursery I don't wear or need it.
I will buy a new pair of black jeans.
And maybe a new blouse.
But I'm wearin' my good boots!
But one thing I need to know from all of you-
How have your reunions gone?