25th h.s. reunion: why i attend the reunions ...

a quick acknowledgment of WHY i go to my h.s. reunion

• louis = devil (as a term of endearment, of course)
  
• i made a deal with louis at the 1st reunion (the 5 yr)
• hence, i made a deal with the devil

and i do not back out on deals (most of the time)

meet my friend, the devil
[pic from our recent 25th reunion,
and when i get back to the Bay Area, i'll post a pic from our 10 year reunion]

some of my memories from the 5 year reunion (at the dunfey in san mateo) include:

• being mistaken for greta, debbie, and rachel (of which i look like none of them, expect for the black hair)
• awesome spread of appetizers/food stuff
• lots of people
• being in an elevator w/h.s. people and realizing we didn't know each other as we went up 2 very slow levels (awkward moments)
  
• doing the once-in-a-while hug-screech-omg-hug thing
• answering questions as follows - "uh ... i just graduated and don't have a job yet" ... "single" ... "berkeley" ... "no kids" ... "jobless still, from when you asked me 20 minutes ago"
• hanging out in a lobby area w/some cool h.s. folks that i didn't really know but drinking up while eating fancy-shmancy appetizers
• meeting my boyfriend from college to pick me up and take me away (pah-leez)
  
• running into a teacher who apparently was the h.s. reunion police and asked that my boyfriend leave the premises (can they do that in a lobby area?)

OH! and making my deal with the devil - that no matter what - we would go to all the reunions together - with or without spouse, no matter how far we've moved, and with a smile on our faces!

thanks, louis, for a great tradition
that i can rely on every 5 years!