And I had the best time.
I’ve always known how lucky I am to have a wide variety of friends.Ã‚Â But getting back together with this group is especially special.
We all went to grad school together–16 years ago–then moved to Maryland and lived together as well as taught in the same schools.Ã‚Â
It was the greatest time amidst complete incompetent hell–mine, anyway.Ã‚Â My friends were much better teachers than me right off the bat.Ã‚Â
But we had fun.Ã‚Â And the minute we got together this weekend, we never stopped laughing.
It’s funny to see that although we’ve changed so much, N. still eats her salad by using her knife to shuffle lettuce, etc. onto her fork, the other N. still gets quiet all of sudden, L. still feels sensitive about feeling sensitive, K. still works the word “cootch,” into at least three conversations, and M. can not under any cirucmstances talk without moving her hands.
And most of all, they share a history that they never get bored revisiting, and wouldn’t change when many aspects of it sucked at the time.
It was the first time for us at Deep Creek and the obvious spa choice was booked solid.Ã‚Â So we went to another’spa.”Ã‚Â Turns out it was a glorified hair salon.Ã‚Â N. got her first pedicure ever and was unimpressed.Ã‚Â But, the guy who gave it to her wasn’t actually trained to do it, he filled in for someone and theÃ‚Â whole thing sucked.Ã‚Â None our treatments were good for a “spa.”Ã‚Â Not that it really mattered, but it was odd.
Oh well, we’re prepared for next year.
Excuse the mellow, non-funny post, but it’s where I’m at.