We spent the evening at Ted's class reunion. I will state from the outset, that I really did not want to go, but never said anything to Ted. I knew he wanted to go because his good friend Ron is here from Texas, for the reunion. Having been in charge of a couple of class reunions myself, I know what all goes into the planning of one of these events, and Ted is the kind of person that you need to plan for, but still shake your head about.
Yes, my dear husband Ted just YESTERDAY paid for us to go. And the cut-off date was over TWO weeks ago. Can we say "procrastinator?"
Some people have really changed, like the guy who grew up down the street from me who FINALLY visited a dentist! This guy was a smoker and drinker from WAY back and would think nothing of using every swear word created and invent some of his own, and told me tonight that his oldest son is a PREACHER out west. He started laughing when he told me and said, "I'm not sh*tting you!" Of course he had a smoke in one hand and a beer in the other when he told me this. Then there was the guy and his wife who came up from Columbus for the event, and he still looks like he just stepped out of GQ, and his wife is still beautiful and in shape. When he hugged me, I could feel the ripples of the muscles in his back. (I know, I know, too much information, hahaha). Several of the women looked better than they ever did in high school. There were quite a few that I didn't recognize until I looked at their name tags.
Now I'm glad I went. There were even a couple of people there from my graduating class because they had married someone in this class, so it was nice to catch up with them too.