“If I dressed like that, I’d have to kick my own ass.”*
So I survived my reunion.
I must say, it was even fun. (The wine flowed freely.)
Friday night we all got together for a gabfest. The decibel level was out of this world. There was cake too!
On Saturday two of my good friends ventured down to my flyover town and we ate lunch outside at a restaurant across from the train station and watched the trains go by. Then, at their insistence, we went to Ted Drewes for concretes which they do not have back east.
They were impressed, of course.
Saturday night we MI gals celebrated together with our Country Day compatriots (40 years ago the two schools were happily separate) at the beautiful and palatial home of one of their classmates. It was a fun party too.
Even the OM had fun. And why wouldn’t he?
He had more fun than last year at his own reunion.
In other news I went to church and got to read the first lesson, which was a good one from the book of Acts in which Peter exhorts the Jews to repent! Right up my alley. Afterwards the boy came over and we caught up. Then I talked to daughters # 1 and 2 on the phone–more gabbing!
I worked in the yard and my little pumpkin project seems to be moving forward.
I hope the marigolds will scare away nibblers.
How was your weekend?
•Happy Gilmore (Adam Sandler)