My high school reunion is this weekend.
I forgot to lose weight,
get a real job,
live somewhere exotic,
or look into that whole botox thing
I wasn't even planning on going.
Then somebody from my less than stellar high school years contacted me through facebook.
Eye roll here.
If I'm being honest.
I got the the first high school friend request about a year ago.
I checked their profile picture and felt a bit better about myself.
I know, that sounds mean -
Have you met me?
I definitely don't look like this anymore. ( I lost the antlers) :)
but I have this fear that I'm going to go in there Friday night and we will all look like these famous Iowans.
Anyway, I agreed to the friend request.
Then there were more friend requests.
Now mind you, I was NOT what you would call popular in high school.
But who were these people wanting to be my friends?
There were well over 500 students in my graduating class so of course I didn't know everyone.
While I should have been doing the losing weight thing, my facebook friend numbers were steadily increasing.
At first I was feeling pretty cocky about that but I got over it quickly.
I realized these new found "friends" were just trying to boost THEIR own friend numbers.
Maybe in the beginning I was a friend whore too.
I'm sure I was trying to gather up a respectable number of friends so I didn't look like I was socially dysfunctional.
(I guess in a lot of ways I really never have left high school).
Now, though, I'm wondering how to go about "defriending" some of these people that I really don't know all that well and have nothing in common with.
Is defriending cruel?
On the other hand, because of facebook I started up some great exchanges with people from my past.
We've shared photos of families, decorating and work.
I heard about big events in their lives as they happened.
The point is, because of facebook, the door to my past was opened.
... Before you could say easy target
I was agreeing to help with the event.
What I agreed to was to make calls.
Some of the people I called had no idea who I was.
Yes, that was a bit deflating.
A couple were obviously annoyed that I thought they would ever bother to subject themselves to the degradation or the insanity of a high school reunion.
Wow, silly or not, can we say cranky buzz kill?
Then there were those conversations that just flowed so easily,
especially considering we hadn't talked in over twenty years.
There were a few people that back in school I thought were as dumb as rocks.
Shame on me.
Now they are doing some pretty impressive things and making a difference.
Kudos to them.
Actually, they probably thought my elevator didn't go quite to the top either
Just check out this picture. Can you blame them?
As for the reunion, one thing lead to another.
So now I'm doing the decorations too.
Having people think you are creative can be a curse.
The pressure is on.
I get my inspiration from my readers.
Any ideas anybody?
I have until Friday to pull myself together.
But I'm determined to have fun.
So let's go Warriors!
Let's get our party on!
I guess I'll buy some Spanx,
slather on my Hope in a Jar,
get a Mystic Tan,
and try to dazzle them with a smile.
I'll keep it real,
and try to break out of my comfort zone.
I'll hope for the best -
to reconnect with some old friends,
and better yet,
meet a few new ones.
But really, I'm still a little freaked.
Pray for me. :)
I'll let you know how it went.