Funny thing happened when I went to my reunion.....

So imagine this....23 years after I dated a cute guy my senior year of high school I meet him on Facebook and live with him now. We just returned from our 25th High School Reunion in Iowa. We had a blast and I saw some faces I was sure I would never see. There were the cheerleaders that I pegged for horrible beings then and were so sweet now. There was my very outgoing and borderline obnoxious best friend that is so quiet and passive now and then there was my Todd. I love this man and will love him until the day I die. He was my confidante and shoulder to cry on. He was my fashion guru then and continued to be so now. There is never a conversation between us that is less than two hours or where I don't end up clutching my sides in pain. He is the person that knows everyone and is loved by so many.

The side effect of dating this cute boy is that I dated his friend in high school. It is so funny how people now think that once you have dated someone you will care about who they are dating 25 years later or that they have some unknown grudge against you. Really??? I think the beauty of aging is that we learn that things just aren't so important that you need to go and stir up some shit to make your life more interesting. I am sorry....I have more drama and stress in my life from just my job I don't think that I can handle anymore. That being said this is the first visit that these boys have not seen each other at all. AT ALL! Now if you know that they always see each other when one comes home, and then you are new to the mix and they don't see each other......wouldn't you think it was you?

I felt awful that my cute boy didn't get to see his friend. I kept telling him to go and see him and have boy time. I reminded him that we live together and see each other all the time and it was fine...I don't blame him for being a bit weirded out if he was at all..... All I know is that it didn't happen. It is a terrible feeling to think that you are keeping people apart and then to have someone jump in and throw ideas around as to why this did not happen. I guess it doesn't really matter in the long run but boy did I get reminded of how high school was and why I am sooooo glad that I don't have to deal with it. It was a small taste of the past that left me thankful for my cute boy and the life I have created now. And to the boy I dated then....please....get over yourself and call your friend that misses you!