Thursday night, Mark and I had an official date, something of a rarity since we’ve entered the world of parenthood. It was fun to get dressed up, have my car door opened for me, and wander around downtown Asheville, which really is such a romantic, beautiful city. We went here for a casual dinner and drinks, and then strolled down to the Firestorm Café to see a Gram Parsons tribute show, which was awesome! Any Gram fans out there, be sure to check this out.
Also this weekend was my ten year high school reunion. To tell you the truth, I never envisioned myself attending my reunion. For me, high school was neither so glorious that the rest of my days would pale in comparison, nor so horrific that I would spend the rest of my days atoning for it. I’ve stayed in touch with a few close friends, and beyond that, the marvel that is Facebook has allowed me a peek into the goings on of many of my classmates. So, I didn't really think I would bother going, but, in the end, my curiosity got the better of me, and I just had to go check it out. I was pleasantly surprised to find that really, no one had changed as drastically as I had expected. Some folks had filled out a bit I suppose and there were some new tattoos, but for the most part, everyone was at least recognizable. It’s funny, because although it seemed like everyone made the effort to mingle and chat with folks across the board, in the end, the old high school cliques resurfaced and it wasn’t long before the bar the event was held in faintly resembled the high school cafeteria. I guess ten years isn’t that long after all.
My old crew! We were all in the same Kindergarten class!
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