Peg, I don’t wanna go to our high school reunion. Can’t we just forget the good times and get on with our lives? -Al, Married…With Children
Last weekend I drove the 9.5 hour drive (made it in 8.5!) to my hometown in Oregon for my high school’s 10 year reunion. I hail from a very small town where the graduating class was 60 people, and almost all of us grew up together. Our 10 year high school reunion wasn’t some stuffy party at the high school gym. Instead it was a weekend event, starting with drinks on Friday night, then a potluck for families on Saturday, followed by a softball game, and then ending with a bonfire on the beach that night.
The first night was drinks at the local bars in our small town. Our bars aren’t exactly classy, and the locals made for some laughs. It was so surreal to party with these people I grew up with. I didn’t party much in high school and when we did hang out we didn’t drink. So it was weird being all grown up together.
I painted a sign for our class that we brought to all the weekends events. It was cute how everyone got such a kick out of it.
Here are some of my classmates dancing in the street with the sign on our way to the next bar. Our town goes to sleep at about 8pm so there wasn’t a car in sight.
I ran into my original birthday twin, and as mentioned in Friday’s confessional, I spent a lot of time inappropriately hugging him. What he smelled good! Plus I’m pretty sure he’s gay. Oh, and he kind of looks like Ryan Reynolds, so I had to get a hug. You would have too, don’t lie.
On Saturday we had our potluck. The organizer of the event went all out. She had a projector set up and we watched a slideshow another classmate put together. I won’t lie, it totally made me tear up a few times. It was so surreal to see my classmates and their kids.
I have to say I was impressed that all the kids were so well behaved. Not one toddler meltdown, and there were a LOT of children. One girl had a great quote for the day when I mentioned how many kids our class had as a whole. “Well we all know what our favorite pastime is in this group don’t we?” Hehehe.
After the potluck we walked to the softball fields where I mostly took pictures. I did share a beer with a classmate, and she just said, “Wow, it took us 10 years to share a beer. About damn time!” I also apparently have really good reflexes. A couple of times the ball went over the fence and I instinctively dove over my friends and covered their faces. Everyone laughed and then said I’m going to make a great mom someday. It was kind of funny, I didn’t even realize I was doing it. Luckily the balls missed and no one was hurt.
Saturday night was the bonfire, and definitely my favorite night. I got picked up by two of my old classmates, Miss PHD and Mrs Vet (just graduated from vet school). We all hung out a lot in high school, so it was like no time had passed. We were laughing in the car the whole way to the beach.
This is the gorgeous beach. I really miss being so close to it. It’s about a 5 minute drive from my parents’ house.
We had a huge turnout again for the bonfire. We took pictures, I kept it classy with the champag-nay and wine, and of course as I mentioned, squatted like a champ. I had a great time visiting with all my old friends. It was crazy to see how much we’ve changed, and yet how much we haven’t in many ways.
Oh and did I mention one of my classmates lives in Hawaii now and she learned fire dancing? Her and her fiance entertained us with some kick ass fire dances. It was pretty cool to watch.
I visited with one friend who it turns out lives just two hours from me, and we have a town that’s halfway for both of us to meet up in. We are definitely going to try to get together more and keep that friendship going. I think it’s a sign of true friendships when you can let years pass but you can pick up right where you left off. That’s the way it was for us. She has an adorable daughter too that I spent the day cuddling. I’m looking forward to seeing them soon. All and all, it was a great night and we all agreed we have to do one every 5 years instead of 10.
I’m so lucky to have gone to school with such a great group of people and I’m so proud of the way we’ve all grown up. We weren’t that cliquey of a group, and those that were snarky didn’t come to the reunion, which was just fine with the rest of us. I’m so happy that I was part of the class of 2001 and I am really looking forward to the next visit.