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You see us as you want to see us - in the simplest terms, in the most convenient definitions. You see us as a brain, an athlete, a basket case, a princess and a criminal. Correct? That's the way we saw each other at 7:00 this morning. We were brainwashed.
~The Breakfast Club
Love that movie.
Wish I had remembered to watch it before "The Reunion"
So if you are a follower
you know that I went to my high school reunion earlier this month.
It just kind of crept up on me.
I forgot to lose the weight,
get a real job,
or live in or travel to exotic places.
I forgot to do something spectacular with my life.
I contemplated making up something newsworthy or juicy
but thought better of it.
In other words,
ten years ago when I thought about going to the next reunion -
which seemed like a lifetime away-
I envisioned myself entering the room as a glamourous badass.
Hmmmm. Well Glamourous BA forgot to show up.
Instead, I was just me.
Wife to one, mom to three, and friend, I hope, to many.
I am a sometimes artist, blogger nerd, frustrated writer, self taught designer, color evangelist, darling daughter, tireless shopper and aging fashionista ( ahh sigh here) .
Just your typical all American midwestern peri-menopausal woman who was a bit freaked out to go to her own reunion.
Funny thing was
I'm pretty sure I wasn't alone with my anxiety.
Maybe we were all feeling a bit anxious and as a result everybody ultimately kept it real.
There was no pretentiousness here.
Not this time.
True, the alcohol probably helped break the ice.
gone were the days of the braggarts and pompous blowhards.
Replaced by real people.
People with mortgages and college tuition.
People discovering the freedoms of an empty nest
and the heartache of losing parents.
For most of us those invisible lines we drew around ourselves and each other much like the kids in The Breakfast Club had evaporated into our past.
I wasn't expecting to have fun.
I wasn't planning on even going.
Then one day I agreed to do the decorations.
I forgot to take pictures of them and I don't know where they ended up.
I definitely didn't want them back
but I thought it would be fun to share them here in Brag Land I mean Blog Land.
Impact Photo and Joe Photo to the rescue.
Thank you Ed, Molly, and Dan and Jeff.
Actually most of the pictures here are the result of these slamming photographers.
The oversized images of a few classmates I scattered around were good for some added laughs.
These are some of the best years yet and besides that, we still have it going on .... older yes, but still hot. :D
Who said the guys would look older than the girls?
The guys, definitely handsome. :)
This one is my favorite.
Even though I had second guessed my decision to attend,
I'm so glad that in the end I decided to go.
I reconnected with an old friend,
met some new ones,
and I realized I should be grateful for just being able to be there.
So many were not as lucky.
What new knowledge did I walk away with from this event?
Well, we are older yes.
Not so sure.
Would I do it again?
Some things really do get better with age.
Love you Warriors.
Let's keep in touch
until we can do it all over
What we found out is that each one of us is a brain, an athlete, a basket case, a princess, and a criminal. Does that answer your question? Sincerely, The Breakfast Club
~The Breakfast Club
PS. Please do not lift or copy pictures from this post without permission from Joe Photo or Impact Photo. Thank you.
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