Truthful Tuesday

My 20 yr year reunion is in two weeks.

TWENTY YEAR HIGH SCHOOL REUNION

Do you know how very, very OLD that makes me feel? Seriously effing old, that’s right. Like, I want to get my boobs inflated, my cellulite massaged into smoothness, my wrinkles plumped and botoxed, and the rest of my face “peeled”, and my droopy underarm muscles magically firmed up.

The reality is I don’t look as bad as I think I do, or so I’m told. At least, not unless I’m sick or exhausted. (Please dear gods let me be healthy and well rested for my reunion…) So, now I’m down to those important questions that pop up for every major event where one will be surrounded by people one knew in high school: what do I wear? How do I answer those tricky questions like “What am I doing for a living?” and “Why did my ex and I split up?” (I’m back in college and my ex and I are still friends after a slightly painful divorce and a 12 year relationship). There will be so many questions: I have 5 kids, and have had a busy life, and now I’m finishing a degree with the intention of applying to PA school, although every once in awhile I get this wild thought I should toss all that and open a donut shop in Cheney instead (and I’m only half kidding there).

The reason this is my “Truthful Tuesday” post is because with reunions, it’s so hard to be truthful. You want to lie to make yourself out to be so much more than you really are. Thank gods for Facebook: these days, all these people are my Facebook friends and they all know everything about me, so the urge to fabricate o embellish or even add a little frosting are largely GONE.

Keep that one in mind, folks.