We've been out of HS how long???

I picked up a good friend at the airport last Friday and drove 6 hours across North and West Texas to go to a high school reunion up yonder in the Panhandle. We had an excellent time on the drive, although we never actually settled on who was going to be Thelma and who was going to be Louise. I did promise her I wasn't going to take my car over the edge of Palo Duro Canyon. (Brad Pitt never showed up either, darn it.) We met up with another friend of ours at the hotel where the festivities were going to occur and where we three were staying. He's my oldest friend, since we first met in 7th grade Sunday School, and it was just delightful to see him again. The three of us drove out to Palo Duro Canyon Saturday morning, where I think we all relived some memories. I spent a lot of time there in my high school years, so I had a lot of memories to relive.

It sort of came home to me though, that most of the people you liked in high school you still like, and the ones you didn't, well, you still don't. Some things just never change, regardless of how many years have slipped away. The cliques remain, and spent their time on the other side of the room while the rest of us were having a great time over on our side. And no, I didn't really expect it to be any different - but I was sort of hoping at our advanced ages we could get past that. Guess we can't. We packed up on Sunday morning and drove back. The six hour drive went by in record time both going up and coming back. Amazing how that happens when you spend the whole time talking and laughing. Thanks Marian, for making the weekend so much fun! And Steve...well, ya just gotta love Steve.

It was so much fun I didn't even miss Jypsy. That could be, of course, because I had my cousin come over and stay with her and I knew she was in good hands. As a former house-mate, he was here when Jypsy took over the household and became Top Cat, and loves her almost as much as I do. It was a wonderful thing for him to do so she wouldn't have to be by herself for 3 days with only a neighbor to come in and dump food in her bowl occasionally. My grateful thanks to Gary as well. I was certainly glad to see her when I got home, however. She ignored me for a bit, but then came and got in my lap. I'd like to think she missed me too, but I'm probably fooling myself...