the good old days

On Saturday night, I went out for my friend Matt's 30th birthday party (OMG IM GOING TO BE 30 THIS YEAR- end rant) at a local dive bar. I have to admit, I was aware of the fact that it was going to be somewhat of a high school reunion and that made me a bit uneasy). I had a wonderfully wild time in high school, but my life now is very different than my life then and its sometimes easier if those worlds dont collide. I decided to go with 2 of my best friends from back in the day to soften the blow a bit. As soon as I arrived, I was greeted with a "Holy S**t! Simonton (my maiden name)!" and a sea of about 50 familiar, albeit 10 yrs older, faces. I spent the next 4-5 hours chatting it up with people I hadnt spoken to in more than a decade and to my surprise, I had a really great time! It was so nice to see where life had taken everyone. Most were married, some with kids, some still "figuring things out" but most everyone seemed to be in a good place in life. There were some mildly awkward moments, the realization that the sting of failed friendships and relationships still exists but no longer in the life changing way that hurt so deeply all those years ago. All in all, it was a really great night and I even have plans to go to a Zumba class with a few of the girls!! {sidenote: 5 beers and a jager-bomb after about 2 years of not drinking is NOT a good idea}