This weekend is homecoming weekend at my alma mater. Going back there is always a strange experience for me. While it definitely was the best four years of my life, I still feel like it almost was a dream. That somehow I skipped right from high school to working and didn't have the good times I did or meet the people I did or learned what I did. Sigh. Why didn't high school go as quickly as college did? I hated high school. No, I take that back. I wouldn't have half of the wonderful people in my life that I do if it wasn't for high school, I hated the b.s. teenage crap that went on in high school. I don't know about anyone else but my school was every bit the popularity contest. If you weren't a cheerleader/jock/drama nerd you didn't amount to anything. Aren't you glad I'm not bitter or anything? Next year will be the real test. My 10th year reunion. Can't wait to see who is living in a trailer park with 10 kids.

My cousin Amy is moving to California in a few weeks. The family is having a going away party on Saturday night. I told Bob to call my cell phone around 8:30 or 9ish. Since festivities get under way around 6, I figured 2 hours of time confined with my relatives should be enough. Don't get me wrong, I love my family, they just drive me up the wall! So I'll put in my appearance, say my good byes to Amy and her husband, and hit the road after a few hours. I will miss Amy when she's gone. We grew up together (she's about 3 years younger than me) and if wouldn't have been for her, I never would have survived all of the family functions over the years. I have such a large extended family on my mom's side it seems like we're always getting together for someone's birthday, baby/wedding shower, etc. That side of the family holds my Irish roots. Put us all together and you quickly see why, we all have redish blondish hair and plenty of freckles. That and we all tend to drink a lot.

Hell, I better go. Any other time no one is here until closer to 8 a.m. Now there are people arriving left and right. The boss is out this week so I have to be careful around her little network of spies. You think I'm joking, but I'm not. As said before, I hate this freaking place.