This past weekend Mom MD and I drove about 90 miles north to our college alma mater in Chico, CA for a "Late 80's/Early 90's" reunion (& of course our wedding anniversary). Catching up with friends and acquaintances was totally awesome. 80's night at LaSalles was especially fun even though I didn't partake in any adult beverages as a result of hopping back on the wagon from a tough morning that followed an even rougher night.
One benefit of not drinking in a college town was how inexpensive if not free sodas (pops for you in the Midwest) were. Designated drivers must be difficult to recruit and retain, so they're showered with freebies, and treated like royalty in the college town. In all seriousness, returning to my old haunts was quite surreal. At least one memory or story for almost every place we went, but as time keeps slipping into the future, it seems like the events that unfolded some twenty years ago are less significant and pale in importance to what my life is right now.
As some of you saw, I posted a few wedding pics from 17 years ago this month. What's interesting to note about me then was that I was the heaviest that I had ever been or have been since. Knowing that I was so fat on my wedding day has always been difficult for me. Just one of those times in my life that IF I could go back and make a change, I most certainly would. To think that I was both unemployed and fat....what was future Mom MD thinking?
I swear I'm working on some new stuff...I just can't finish. Sister of Mom MD is here this week with her kidlets, so it's quite the zoo. I can't wait for the 4th of July. I enjoy everything that it represents and all the events that will take place on Saturday within the boundaries of this glorious country.