Remember high school? Neither do I! Nor do I remember my 10-year high school reunion. When I got my pictures back from the developers, however, I could see that I'd had a good time. I'd never heard of people doing "king and queen of the reunion" before, but they did. Greg thought it would be real funny to stuff the ballot box with votes for me and Gooey, so he went around to all the people we liked (a surprisingly large percentage of the people that were there - see it pays to be on the reunion planning committee!), and convinced them to vote for us. They stuck a tiara on my drunk ass and people took all kinds of pictures. Gooey wore his crown that whole night, even to the bar after. I still think Gooey should have been the queen though!
In other news, leaving tomorrow. Packing and cleaning tonight. I should do something about my fridge, or there will be science projects lurking when I return. Ray told me that last night, Peanut wanted to tell a story, so he told Ray all about how Peanut was going to go home and see Monny and Daddy, and "they're going to wash my face, and my hands, and my arms, and my butt..." :) Awwwwww, the thing he misses most about us is soapy time? That's just the sweetest thing! :)
Stupid required corporate lecture this afternoon. Blah.