Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Day Twenty-One...Going Back In Time


I can't believe I am taking a break from filling out a bio for my 30 year reunion.!! I should say I am avoiding answering the questions. I have had it in my planner for weeks now. I am really excited to go. I wasn't very involved in high school. I rarely participated in going to the football games and school dances. I was more interested in going to parties and hanging out with an older crowd. I don't really remember school. Did I go to classes? Did I have homework? I remember driving there and leaving. That's it!! So, the questions for the reunion are tricky for me. Who was your favorite teacher in high school? I barely remember being in class or learning anything let alone remembering a name!! What did you do in high school that nobody found out about? Why would I share now?!? What is your favorite high school memory? Well...hmmmmm..leaving school at activity period to go to the Encino Deli to have either a cantaloupe (on diet days) or a heated chocolate chip danish with dripping melted butter. Do you think I could put that on there? Roman Polanski just got arrested after 32 years..maybe I would have to go to detention for skipping out of school? I don't think I'll answer that question. Name something from 1979 that you wish was still around? Can I say perky boobs? Can you feel my dilemma? Kidding aside, I am looking forward to reconnecting with old friends from high school that for whatever reason we lost touch. Thanks to Facebook, I have already begun this process..now it will be great to see them in person, give them a hug, look into their eyes, laugh and catch up.

I had breakfast with my girlfriends today for Meredith's birthday. I love the ease of the friendships I have created with this group of ladies. We talk about our husbands, our kids, dieting, hormones or lack there of, just everything. I walked away from our breakfast feeling blessed for these friendships.

Why Listen to Wolffie? Because I get it. My twins were about 6 weeks old when my daughter had a soccer game. We brought the boys with us. It was a scorcher of a day. My niece was on the same team, so we always had a blast laughing at how our girls would pick their noses, talk to the opposing team and barely kick the ball (they were 5 1/2). The game was over and we were walking back to our cars when all of a sudden a Greek God type male was walking toward us with his Levi jeans on and NO SHIRT. As he was getting into better view, we realized it was someone that we grew up with. We stopped, gave a kiss and a hug. I was a bit flustered when I introduced him to my hubby, "Larry this is my husband Kyle" (names have been changed to protect my embarrassment!!). Lori, poked me and we started to laugh. I had to say a quick good-bye and flee. I introduced the guys wrong. Kyle was the Greek God and Larry my hubby!!!! I don't know if my hubby caught the fauxpas..if he didn't , he does now!!! Now, for the sake of me..I do think my hubby is a handsome devil, I wouldn't trade him in for a Greek God. (love you honey!!!).

Can you relate?

More will be revealed. Please come back for more.

Signing off until we meet again.

In love and Peace,



  1. so who was this god that we grew up with and where is he now??? xoxoxo Lisa

  2. Same question as above :)

    I completely relate to the reunion bio dilemma...I too can't remember anything but meeting in the parking lot in the morning and leaving at the end of the day..what did I do for 3 years, I have no idea. I am a little jealous of those who remember their great high school days with so much joy, I think it's a bit sad that I can't remember much at all. I always wished I had that stand out teacher or class that made me love school, something...

    Thanks for your daily blog. I relate to so much of it, if not the exact circumstances then certainly the feelings. I enjoy the daily smile, tears, etc...


  3. my favorite post so far!
    And yeah, where is that Greek God now? Is he single???

  4. so that's why you were so comfortable with my case of "senioritis"... hehehe just kidding, love you mama.