I just returned home from my 20th High School Reunion. I have to say that the people were a lot nicer this time around. The first time, the people who were snotty in high school were still snotty. Not this time though. Time tends to soften people. I spoke to some people for the first time. Ever. We didn’t talk in high school, but spoke a few words tonight.
I had a wonderful time. I’m glad I went. It was a last minute decision. It all started this morning when my friend, Annette J., who I’ve known since elementary school, ripped into me this morning for using my weight as an excuse for not going. She was right; I was. So, I stopped making excuses and went.
Let me just say that I looked fabulous. I really did. As I stated above, I was a little worried about going because I’d put on a couple of pounds since my last reunion. But, as it turned out, I really didn’t have to worry because I found a dress (that really showed off all the right curves) last night that was calling my name.
“Leila, here I am. Pick me up. Buy me”, it seemed to be saying to me.
Since it asked so nicely, of course I had to do what it said. So, I bought it. What else was I supposed to do? It was my size, and it was calling my name after all.
Let me describe the dress to you. It was a kinda’ dressy (like something worn to church) wrap dress that was cream on one side, black and cream on the other, with a tie front. So, if you saw me from the front, it looked totally different from the back. It didn’t even look like the same dress when I turned around.
I will post pictures tomorrow or Monday (Really! I will). So, until next time people!