The Graduating Class of 1979

                                  
Since I got up the nerve to post my first blog it's almost all I've been able to think about!!  All these thoughts keep running through my mind...... what should I blog about next..... should I tell a funny story about living in the South or talk about one of my many creative and crafty creations??!!!    Or, should I talk about my 1900 Victorian home I'm slowly restoring? Or, should I talk about my new love of karaoke singing??? Maybe I should talk about the joy of raising two children in the South?  I have so much I want to blog about, so where do I start?  

The main thing on my mind right now is my big 32 year class reunion coming up Saturday!!!  Holy cow, have we really been out of high school 32 years?  I must have miscalculated!!  I keep reminding myself that I do have memory loss due to critical spinal cord surgery, so maybe I have forgotten what year I graduated high school.  Well, I am pretty sure it was 1979 and I'm pretty sure that was 32 years ago this past May.  I've calculated and recalculated and it is definitely 32 years ago.  Also, I just turned 50 (yes the big five O) so it has to be true!  Now, I am obsessing over the weight I have gained since surgery and what on earth am I going to wear??!!  I've noticed on facebook that my classmates are looking pretty good.  Are they as ridiculous as me..... worrying about how they look and what to wear?  What if I get there and can't remember names?  Jeez, this is becoming more and more stressful!  I actually thought, as I was watering the flowers and plants earlier, that if I go without eating all week I will look better by Saturday!!  Yes, this is ridiculous and I must stop this thought proceess.

A little over a week ago one of our classmates, Mark, died from Pancreatic Cancer.  It hit me hard and I cried even though I've probably not seen Mark in 10 or 15 years.  It made me realize that the people I went to school with, many of us 1st through 12th grade at East Limestone are a lot like family even though most of us don't talk on a regular basis and most of us haven't seen each other in years.  You know how you have family that you only see every so many years when there is a big family reunion.  They are still family even though you don't talk or see them on a regular basis

I have to tell a funny story (well it wasn' t funny at the time) about my Mama and her class reunion(she was class of 1957).  It was a special thing planned for all the graduating classes at East Limestone.  This was probably around 1977 or so because I was still in high school.  Mama was so excited and she had been on the phone talking to people and had her outfit all picked out.  The morning of the reunion she broke her front tooth.  Yes, her very front tooth!!!  She couldn't get a dentist to fix it that very day so she had to miss her big reunion!  No way was Mama going to a reunion without her front tooth, lol (maybe that is why I am so obsessed with my teeth) I remember how terribly disappointed she was to miss seeing all her classmates.  At home we were relieved when the dentist capped that front tooth and she once again looked like Mama instead of some freak from the swamps!

Hopefully, I will not follow in Mama's footsteps and break my tooth Saturday morning and not be able to go see my classmates!!!  I look forward to seeing all my wonderful friends from all those years ago.

If anyone has good class reunion stories please put them in the comment box for us all to share!!  It would be great if some of my classmates would write in the comment box what they are thinking and feeling about the upcoming reunion.  Please tell me I am not the only crazy one trying to figure out what to wear!! hahahaha
Nanette

P.S.  I haven't forgotten at our 10 year class reunion some of you boys (class of '79)  told me my nickname was secretly Miss Goody Two Shoes all those years agol!!!  Trust me I am living this second half of my life so that nickname no longer fits my feet!! lol