I got an e-mail from Mr. Valedictorian. It was a survey about plans for attendance at our 20th reunion festivities. The first night's activities include a "tailgate" with burgers and hot dogs at our high school's homecoming game, described as a "family" event. The Saturday night main activity is a catered dinner (no mention of alcohol) at a golf club, described as an event for classmates and significant others (wow, that's really pc for Shallotte), with a footnote saying, "We realize child-care problems may arise. Please advise if you need to bring your children."
I wrote this to my two girlfriends from school:
Is there a tasteful way to ask for the number of "bringing children" responses before replying to attend the dinner event on Saturday? As for Friday night, I learned years ago that fun for the whole family meant misery for the LA.
Still on the fence, but feeling more nostalgic than fat. There's no way I can lose 20 pounds in the next six weeks to compete with some of our formerly curvy, currently cokey classmates. But I can afford to buy something stylish.
Did I tell y'all about taking my little nephews to the movie theatre in Shallotte a couple of years ago and running into
? After she asked if the boys were mine, I asked her if the little guy their age with her was hers. She informed me he was her grandbaby.
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