Now that I've had a chance to recover (physically and emotionally) I can tell you all about my high school reunion last night. It was actually a lot more fun then I thought it was going to be. I was SUPER nervous so I started off with a glass of champagne....followed by
three two more glasses.
I hung out with these pretty ladies most of the night, these girls were my bestest in high school, and still to this day.
After my dosing of liquid courage I was definitely enjoying myself. I talked to most of the people I wanted to talk to, and successfully avoided a few others. I was surprised actually at how many people stopped me to say hello (some of which I didn't think remembered me so I wouldn't have approached them first, but they totally came by to say hi). Isn't that funny how you always think someone won't remember you, but they always end up saying something to you first? Just me?
|Blake Anderson from Workaholics and I.|
|Roxanne and I all dolled up ready to go with my little sis Nichole who wanted to jump in for a picture.|