With the coming Fall weather, the only thing more frightening than frizzy hair, might be the fact that my 10 year high school reunion has arrived.
Now this just makes me feel old.
Back in high school I skipped every football game and school dance. Admittedly, I did attend the junior prom in a rare show of solidarity. I still have the dress I wore, and (amazingly enough) it still fits. Thank you high metabolism. I don't really keep in touch with anyone from high school, and in fact, the only reason I know anything about my high school class is because of facebook.
Our 10 year reunion is actually being held downtown, so really I have no excuse not to attend. If the flashbacks become too painful I can always grab my two free drinks and just go home. I wonder if it will be like Grosse Pointe Blank or Romy and Michelle's High School Reunion - because those movies ROCKED.
If only John Cusack could be there.