So we’re cruising along to the end of the line with this challenge and I’ve been trying to think of something for Y since I wrote the X post. I had a couple ideas that would work in a pinch, but I wasn’t enthusiastic about either of them.
Then I logged onto Facebook this afternoon to see an invitation to my 20-year high school reunion.
Wait. What? How did that happen? We just had our 10-year reunion.
We can’t possibly be old enough for a 20-year reunion.
I tried to find a picture of me during my senior year, but I couldn’t find many, and in most of those, I’m either blurry (and no, that’s not a clever way of saying I was drunk) or it’s just not a good picture. I never had senior pictures made.
I did find one decent picture, though. It was taken about a week after I graduated. It’s me with my best friend (then and now), Gina. She’s the pretty one. I’m the extremely sunburned one. Not sure who to blame for us not being in the center of the picture. That would be either her husband or her sister.
Either way, it couldn’t possibly have been twenty years ago.