My graduating class was about 150. I've kept in touch with only one person regularly, and there are maybe five others that I see every once in a while. My ten-year reunion will be in three years. No clue if I'd have any interest in going by then.
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See, IMO, the best thing about going to a reunion is the people you barely knew. It's fun to discover interesting people who share a big four-year chunk of your life whiom you never noticed due to the blinders of youth. I already stay in touch with the few people I liked from back then and don't need to go to a reunion to do that--the reunion is to go meet the people I passed in the hallway and didn't talk to because we ran in differing orbits who have grown up to have lives as varied and interesting as my own.
I liked my 10 year and I hung out with all my guy friends wives. It was much fun to hear about their families and the wives liked the stories I told.
t petty It was also fun to watch the popular girls get drunk, act like fools, and looking at them in pity. t /petty
I'd even like to go to my Jamaican high school reunion, and I was only there when I was 11 and 12. My mother keeps me a bit up to date on them, though, as well as some of the kids I went to grade school with.
Does she do that pointedly telling you who got married and has kids thing?
Mine used to do that.
Show me engagement announcements of old boyfriends in the papers.
Does she do that pointedly telling you who got married and has kids thing?
Oddly, no. Which, really, since she can pointedly make the weather about my single childlessness is quite weird indeed. Or maybe it's just too obvious for her, and she wants to keep me on my toes.
Mine started making noises about another grandchild while they ewre here two weeks ago.
I told her to talk to my siblings.
Mine started making noises about another grandchild while they ewre here two weeks ago.
Say it ain't so! I'd hope that if I managed to pop one out, the mother's union rules would mean she'd have to stop.
But I guess they can't tell you that, or you might not bother having the first once, since it's only a nudge-nudge-nag reprieve, not an end to it.
I think grandkids are like tatoos and chips.
You can't have just one.
They're good with dip too.