So, it's June. We are pretty much halfway through the year. And here I am stating the obvious. So far, it's been good. Many changes, but when is that really bad? I'm not sure I regret any of the choices I've made, perhaps the way things happened, but I'm happy now.
So I found out when my 20th high school reunion is. Happens to fall the first weekend of August. I'd love to go, but man, don't think I can swing it. I'm still having a hard time believing it's been 20 years! HOW DID THAT HAPPEN? Where did the time go? Sometimes I feel like I'm still that 17yr old girl, unsure of herself, not sure where her future is going... other times (like when I get up and my knees/hips/back kill me!) I feel like I'm closer to 50. *sigh*
So, Jody and I went to Six Flags, ATL. last Sunday. We drove to Atlanta, GA. late Saturday, arriving at our friend, Adam's, home around 10ish. We probably stayed up until 1am just talking before deciding to have his friend Liz meet back up with us in the morning around 9ish. Well, by 11ish, she finally arrived (she was so tired when she got home, she set her alarm for SATURDAY,not Sunday. I was smart and slathered myself with lots and lots of sunscreen. WHOOT! No sunburn. I'm not a ride type of person. I *want* to enjoy them, I get excited about going on them, but then, once I'm strapped in, and the ride is moving, I suddenly remember my fear of heights, and the panic sets in..... then the nausea. But I manage to hold onto my lunch and enjoy the ride... twice! I'm so proud of me. 2 rides!!!!
So, not much else going on.... Working on a new afghan, loving it. Enjoying my job. What else can I say?