Errmmm never be sorry for long windedness....then I would have to be sorry all the time. ;P hehe It's good to catch up with all you have going on. Puppy love!!!! Isn't a hoot!! Now see there is just a whole world of difference in a dog and a cat. Dog's are like babies like you say, and they stay like children always adoring, always loving you best of all. =) I think cats are like teenagers...they are distant at times, fickle, moody, loving, snotty, beligerant, cuddly....you know that whole gamut of emotions. Dogs just love. That's about it. =)
You know the class the reunion thing gives me such mixed feelings. I didn't like a lot of these people truth be told. They were ok, but you have to understand I was a "foriegner" to them. I moved into a very small rural community (the one my mother grew up in....so she knew everyone) after living in Atlanta and Cincinnati. I took a dozen steps backwards with regards to the latest trends, fashions, teen thoughts, etc. My dad divorced my mom then and my grandfather died all within a year or so of moving there. It sucked, the little cliche crap went on....where the big fish didn't know it was a tiny tiny pond. And I was just snotty enough to tell them about it too often. LOL But honestly if it had been ideal conditions I could never have played the game that teens play. I hated all the pretention....and omg it is still all over some of these people even after 30 years. How sad is that? Now many of them not so, they did actually mature get out and see the world and are well rounded folks that I have really enjoyed talking with...now. But those that welll....for pete's sake. You know the type. *rolls eyes*
My class wants to bicker at each reunion about serving liquor or not. You see our county is a dry one. So we didn't have access to alcohol during our teen years...well not in stores that is. Bootleggers of course....if we wanted alcohol we could get it. But it is a very hot issue, and always has been. It's moonshine country you see, so lots of people for years and years just made their own whiskey. Not in my time, but in my grandad's time. But the dry county bit goes back to prohibition days and well we just never came out of it. LOL So a few years back we had an upstart of a doctor move into town and decided he would plant a vineyard and build a winery....in a dry county. *sigh* So the big fish in the tiny pond just began to do battle like two betas in one bowl. What a mess!! Well they passed a special ordinance that allowed him to have his winery...in a dry county.
Part of my class wants to have the reunion there on the grounds and serve wine and beer (prepaid of course because they can't sell it). The other part of my class will not be there simply because they are not going to support anything that has to do with serving alcohol. Then there are two that I know of that bless their hearts are alcoholics so they won't be there either because of the setting. Yet that bunch from high school that I really can hardly tolerate are the ones that decided the winery.....knowing full well who that meant would not attend.
Now here is the killer.....there were three girls that started organizing this event. They planned it and got all to the point of sending out letters. Family picnic deal at the Experiment Station....which is University of KY facility. Which means no alcohol on the premises. The day before they were to mail out the invites, one of our classmates called up and told them that no one would come if they didn't move it to the winery where they could have liquor. (Which is bs, but what he meant was none of the "popular" crowd would come= which translates in a small community to teachers kids....those who aren't near as popular to everyone else as they are to themselves...LMAO). The three that had done all the work said they didn't see a point in moving it. The teacher's brats ...ooops.....kid's well they plotted their own reunion seperate from the one scheduled. Then one of them....who isn't adept at fb posted that she was inviting so-and-so to their party regardless what else went on....blah, blah, blah. The three that started it threw the whole thing to them and now it is all at the winery. And I just wanted to throw up.
I'm not going at all. First off, I get my teeth a couple of weeks before that and have to be in Ky two weeks before it. I just can't do another trip up that quick. Mostly though I just won't be able to not be a smart ass about the petty little high school drama over this whole thing. It's not in me to smile and be polite to people who I didn't like then and from all I can see I still don't have a reason to like. Of course I had a ball in high school laughing at several of these people. And one of them ended up being my lawyer through my divorce. LOL But still...truth be told I hated high school with a passion. Like I said I was set back into the dark ages and in four years I didn't learn a thing I had not already had in school with the exception of Agriculture classes (yes I was a Future Farmer of America...lol) and civics. The rest was old hat and I had already had all by the 8th grade. It was simply a matter of schools in some states are far more advanced than schools in others states. City is more advanced that rural also. By the 8th grade I had had chemistry, German I, human biology, speed reading, etc, etc. Then along came rural life and they didn't even offer language until junior year in high school and then you could only get Spanish. =/
I was so utterly bored out of my mind I just skipped school all the time. I stayed in trouble all the time too. But in the days before attendance regulations (read: before attendance was tied to Federal funding) as long as you made the grade no one complained. LOL I missed 28 days one semester....and passed all my classes. It always pissed them off so much that I could do that. *doing the smartass happy dance*
Anywho, this tiny drama about my class reunion serves to remind me that while I have many memories of high school days...well those I like most don't involve most of these folks. lol
I love the idea of doing the private party deal. My best friend from high school didn't geejaw with many either. She came our senior year and we clicked like two peas in a pod. It was so funny, she and her hubby were my first husband and my best man and matron of honor when I married we were the best of friends for over 10 years. Then the divorces started...first mine then hers. Those were sad days. The worst part of my divorce was the mess it made of the friendships. (sad sigh)
Last weekend I was at the new sparkly super Walmart they just opened in the town there were we went to high school. I heard my named called....turned around and there was Chuck. Our best man at my wedding! It was awesome to see him and we were just chattering away when I looked across and saw someone that looked familiar in the fuzz. (I'm blind as a bat and sooo need to wear glasses all the time but don't). Here she came....omg Tish, my matron of honor!! I roared laughing, here we were all standing in Walmart both of them hugging me to death and being very careful not to touch or look at each other. Their divorce was soooo ugly. eeeek. But omg it was a Kodak from hell moment without a doubt!! Hilarious!! I laughed and said all we needed was for Rickie to walk up and join this strange party. hehe We all laughed, because we knew what a lost thought that was. We all scratch our heads and wonder what happened to that guy we used to know. But needless to say, I couldn't get that much fun at my class reunion as I got in the five minutes in Walmart. Who knew Wally could be so much fun!! hehe
Oh well I wander as usual. *cough, cough* and no you don't get apologies from me for being long winded. I'm no Scot that believes less is more....hell more is more damnit!!! lol
I think I will mention to Tish a girls night out maybe when I am home sometime. See how the idea strikes her...could be loads of fun!!
Hugs,
~Ami
xoxo