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Buchtel Reunion, Class of 1970

Hold on to your britches, I am not about to admit that I was previously cryogenically frozen and am actually 30-some-odd-years older than I claim. No no, that is not the case. But, what I am about to tell you is equally strange... I feel closer to the Buchtel class of 1970 than my own graduating class. Why you might ask? Well, for one, I hated high school, and two, my mom has been on her reunion planning committe for all of its 35 (holy shit!) years.

That's right, once a cheerleader, apparrently always a cheerleader.

So, with Mummy's reunion (and I should mention it's the man-boy step-dad's class as well) the house has been all aflutter with reunion activities.... making glittering centerpieces, typing yearbook updates, multiple phone calls with Uncle Nasty, and Saturday night they are gonna party like its 1970!

I remember so many of the planning parties we used to have back in the day. There's this list of "aunties & uncles" who would show up with their kids, 6 packs of beer and, for a few months every 5 years or so, we would be wild children let loose upon the streets while our parents sat around the kitchen table, talkin' shit, reminiscing, and taking a much needed break from the "joys of parenthood" to reconnect with some old friends. My personal favorites were always George "Nasty" Nelson, Teddy & Randy. Those 3 guys walked into the room and the party started. Singin', dancin', laughin'... all night long. Even as an 8 year old, I knew what was going down was special and awesome.

Being young and impressionable, I always thought I would have a high school experience like that, build friendships like that... funny how things work out. Maybe I got what I needed from watching all of them. Maybe I wanted to see what other paths would be like. Who knows. I know the chances are slim that I will ever go to a High School reunion, but I can always hope that for the BHS 50th I can be an honerary invitee.

-over and out-

Blogger Spam? What the hell is next?

Ok, so what the hell is this crap. I log on to check some email, and i see that an "anonymous" has posted on my blog... so i check it out right? AND ITS FREAKING SPAM, AS A COMMENT, ON MY BLOG. Can you even feel how high my annoyance factor is right now?

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So, as you can see, they leave a phone number, and I have free long distance, so I decide to call. Its a recording, for a "degree program" with apparrently either no name, or a secret one, because they decided to leave that part off the recording, and they want you to leave a message with your name, and 2 (two?!?!) phone numbers, with the EXACT TIMES at which you can be reached. Oh, and mention what degree you are interested in. I am guessing that you can say anything, since there is no list.

So, here is what I am proposing... we just start pranking the hell out of them. Leave all kinds of names, phone numbers... you know, your neighbor that has loud sex at 3am? Leave their name & number. You can only hope these people are real incessant and call like a million times. Can I become an astronaut through your program? A scientist? Better yet, a surgeon from the nameless "degree program school" and I bet i can train from the privacy of my own home. I mean, I've always wanted to be a surgeon, and with "no tests, books or exams" I mean, what better way would there be? Sounds like that job making over 100,000/yr is right around the corner!!!! Wait, I better call back and leave a real message, before I miss this amazing opportunity!

Either that, or while Ellie sleeps, and after 1 more cup of coffee, I am going to sit down, put them on speed-dial, watch my TiVo'd episodes of GH & Oprah and leave a message with the names of every character, guest, and crew member of both shows that I come across.

You feel me, riiiiight?

In Other News:

NY was a blast, aside from the teenage chatty-kathy sitting next to us on the plane that could not hold her bladder for more than 1 hr 45 min and WOKE ELLIOTT UP just before the most turbulent landing I have ever experienced causing Ellie to throw up, in adult sized amounts all over Fer, herself, the chair, floor & seatbelt, and we even used the airplane barf bag. And somehow I managed not to kill the chatty girl.

Now tell me that's not awesome.

You say it's your birthday!

Wow, 1 full year has gone by, and I have to say, it filled me with a great sense of calm, as well as pride to know that we made it through the 1st year. As in WE made it, I mean Fer, Elliott, Lilah and me, have all made it. No major breakdowns, bustups, or anything else considering the amount of chaos that has now become an almost permanet fixture around here, but according to Barkyboy, I wouldn't (and probably couldn't) have it any other way.

So that one day, when you are an older Bean, you can look back at this and see where we have come... not just in photos, and dancing for the video camera, but in words, since your momma is a crazy and complex woman, In order, here is what we've made it through:

1. After all those millions of hours of labor, you greeted us, this amazing blinking being, ready to get on with it and check out the world. And amazingly enough, after all that labor and such, I am just crazy enough to want to do it again (not right now, but you know, like just again.)

2. We packed up all our shit, and left all our amazing friends in California, so that you could be closer to family. And you know what, every time you see your aunties, or grandparents or uncles, it is SO WORTH IT. The smiles and giggles slay me every time.

3. We did not drop you. 1 full year without illness or scary injury. I know this means that I have just cursed us, and tomorrow, when it is time to board the plane to NY for the family reunion you will have a fever and a snotty nose, BUT, thats the way the world works, we should all just accept it now.

4. Lilah is still with us. You may never know the ins and outs of it, but I do hope, that as time moves on, you will be able to look back and remember our pi'bul fondly, since you learned her name just after Dada & Momma.

5. You are starting to walk, and it is crazy and exciting, and I am not sure what exactly this next year has in store for us, with the talking AND the walking, but I promise not to screw it up too badly, ok? See I've already started. Normally I would have put a f**k there where that "screw" ended up... but I made a promise and I am going to stick to it! That is probably the best promise you are gonna get outta me before the one that will go..."I promise not to embarrass you TOO badly." And trust me, I will take both of them seriously.

We made it through your 1st birthday party, yes a few days early, but you will be able to see the photos and home video and know we celebrated all week long, we love you that much. And no matter what your Dada says, CHOCOLATE CAKE IS GOOD, and if thats what you want, then thats what you will get for every birthday from here to eternity.

And finally, I can't wait for the day that you watch General Hospital with me, and you say, "Momma, Jason is the glue that holds Port Charles together."

A Momma can dream, can't she?

-over and out-