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Reunited and it feels so good
Sep. 23rd, 2008 07:20 pmLast weekend was a weekend of reunions.
For starters, my 15-year high school reunion was on Saturday. I had not previously attended any reunions, nor did I have the desire, but I feel like 15+ can be amusing. After all, in 15 years, people start to go bald, get settled, get out of the rut of high school once and for all. I was told the 5-year reunion was exactly like high school in terms of who talked with whom. I don't know about the 10. But 15 could be fun, so we went.
There was a really low turnout which was kind of a bummer because I wanted to see what became of folks, but I had a decent time anyway. I got to see a girl I went to school with from K-12 and that was fun, and then just basically say hi to some folks I'd pretty much forgotten all about, and then catch up with some folks I found on Facebook as well. Aah, Facebook.
One thing I will say is that I forget sometimes that I live in a bubble of hippie liberals and that I went to a wealthy private school that tended to be New England conservative. Apparently the husband of the woman who organized the reunion got into a little chat with my good friend Jeff's wife (who is also a good friend) and said husband was shocked - shocked - that she was a woman who was not a supporter of Sarah Palin. And then there was my wife who unfortunately got cornered by a friend's husband, who tends to like to talk ad nauseum about the Catholic Church (he is big time Catholic and Sons of Italy and all of that) and random politics, especially Holy Land politics. Apparently he didn't say anything bad about Teh Gays, though.
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We spent the night in Boston since the reunion was in Providence and because![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
lorac graciously offered to babysit. It was the first time anyone babysat Punk for more than an hour, and the first time during nighttime business. My hope was to get Punk down and then leave, but it didn't really work out like that and poor lorac ended up sitting in the chair with Punk until 9pm or so and then dealing with wake-ups as well. Sorry, lorac! Hopefully she is still speaking to us. :)
But the real point of the Boston business is that it was awesome to seelorac and her husband again. I can't believe I have now known her about 15 years (since I met her as a first year in college) and that we now have kids. We met up with more of the Boston gang for dim sum on Sunday morning and while we used to get together for years and years, now all of us at the dim sum table had children. It's kind of cool to see that happen.
Part of me really wishes we had found a way to stay in Boston and have Punk and a house and stuff but the rational part of me knows that we never would have been able to swing it... and Jen wouldn't have had the job opportunity she has here that she really really likes. And I doubt we'd ever have a big backyard. But I miss the folks and I /really/ miss the opportunity to raise our kids together and be a village. Really miss it.
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That's all the exciting news here. I'm off to Canton tomorrow for an EI training (zzzzz) and not really looking forward to 4 hours of driving. But my portfolio is due in June and I need to get a move on. Good times.
For starters, my 15-year high school reunion was on Saturday. I had not previously attended any reunions, nor did I have the desire, but I feel like 15+ can be amusing. After all, in 15 years, people start to go bald, get settled, get out of the rut of high school once and for all. I was told the 5-year reunion was exactly like high school in terms of who talked with whom. I don't know about the 10. But 15 could be fun, so we went.
There was a really low turnout which was kind of a bummer because I wanted to see what became of folks, but I had a decent time anyway. I got to see a girl I went to school with from K-12 and that was fun, and then just basically say hi to some folks I'd pretty much forgotten all about, and then catch up with some folks I found on Facebook as well. Aah, Facebook.
One thing I will say is that I forget sometimes that I live in a bubble of hippie liberals and that I went to a wealthy private school that tended to be New England conservative. Apparently the husband of the woman who organized the reunion got into a little chat with my good friend Jeff's wife (who is also a good friend) and said husband was shocked - shocked - that she was a woman who was not a supporter of Sarah Palin. And then there was my wife who unfortunately got cornered by a friend's husband, who tends to like to talk ad nauseum about the Catholic Church (he is big time Catholic and Sons of Italy and all of that) and random politics, especially Holy Land politics. Apparently he didn't say anything bad about Teh Gays, though.
~//~
We spent the night in Boston since the reunion was in Providence and because
lorac graciously offered to babysit. It was the first time anyone babysat Punk for more than an hour, and the first time during nighttime business. My hope was to get Punk down and then leave, but it didn't really work out like that and poor lorac ended up sitting in the chair with Punk until 9pm or so and then dealing with wake-ups as well. Sorry, lorac! Hopefully she is still speaking to us. :)But the real point of the Boston business is that it was awesome to see
lorac and her husband again. I can't believe I have now known her about 15 years (since I met her as a first year in college) and that we now have kids. We met up with more of the Boston gang for dim sum on Sunday morning and while we used to get together for years and years, now all of us at the dim sum table had children. It's kind of cool to see that happen.Part of me really wishes we had found a way to stay in Boston and have Punk and a house and stuff but the rational part of me knows that we never would have been able to swing it... and Jen wouldn't have had the job opportunity she has here that she really really likes. And I doubt we'd ever have a big backyard. But I miss the folks and I /really/ miss the opportunity to raise our kids together and be a village. Really miss it.
~//~
That's all the exciting news here. I'm off to Canton tomorrow for an EI training (zzzzz) and not really looking forward to 4 hours of driving. But my portfolio is due in June and I need to get a move on. Good times.
