Hi everyone.
A bit under two more hours until Passover is over. I am SO going out for pasta. Or maybe ordering in pasta, since everyone seems to be busy tonight and I don't feel like going out by myself. But I will be consuming pasta, somehow.
Monty ,'Trash'
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Hi everyone.
A bit under two more hours until Passover is over. I am SO going out for pasta. Or maybe ordering in pasta, since everyone seems to be busy tonight and I don't feel like going out by myself. But I will be consuming pasta, somehow.
Yum, pasta. Usually my DH wants to go out for pizza at the end of Passover, but this year he doesn't seem to care.
Sorry you're hurting this morning, meara.
Yesterday I got a postcard in the mail for my 20th high school reunion, to which I had two reactions:
1) Fuck, I'm old.
2) No fucking way I'm paying money to go see those people.
And then it reminded me that I still need to send juliana $$ for the F2F because I will spend money to see you people.
Sparky, you needed to follow my plan. Move out of state 2 months after high school graduation. I've never gotten any sort of reunion annoucements because they can't find me. And, it's my 20th this year, too.
Oh! And, you're not old. Because if you are, I am too and I refuse that notion.
ChiKat, I did move. I moved and left explicit instructions with my mother that if anyone asked (she was a teacher at my high school) she was to burst into tears and tell them I died. The bastages found me anyway. I did note that the address they used includes a mistake that originates with my subscription to the New Yorker.
I don't think my high school does reunions. This year would be my 20th, too, if it happened and I somehow found out about it.
Oh, that's right, pizza! What a good idea. I'm planning on baking some bread tomorrow. And having a beer. I'm not a huge beer drinker, but I've wanted one all week...stupid fence making the grass look all green over there.
This year would be my 20th, too, if it happened and I somehow found out about it.
Obviously, we'll just need to hold our own 20th reunion, no specific high school affiliation necessary.
ChiKat, I did move.
Well, see, it wasn't just me that moved. My whole family moved. Parents, younger siblings and even one older sibling. All moved out of state. There was no one left to tell them where I went.
Hmm, I did that, too, ChiKat. Actually, my family moved about a week after I graduated and I stuck around for a month so I could go to the beach with some classmates. In any case, my high school didn't have an alumni association or anything.
Obviously, we'll just need to hold our own 20th reunion, no specific high school affiliation necessary
I like this plan.
I missed my 20th, back in November. The RSVP time was right around when Ben was having all those medical tests. By the time he was cleared on 11/9, I was emotionally exhausted, and the reunion was on Julia's birthday, to boot.
I went to my fifth, and it was too soon. I missed my tenth, because I was in my 8th month of pregnancy and moved about two weeks before. I went to my 15th and had a great time. Everyone was over themselves, and it was truly nice to see people. I wish I'd made my 20th, but I just didn't have it in me, at the time.
I think I post the same words, every time high school reunions are brought up. I am every woman from my maternal line. Ever.