Left to right: Joanie, Sherry, Wiggles (Anne), Brenda, Jules (Julie), and me.
This is the group who planned and supervised the carrying out of this past summer's reunion to celebrate our high school graduating class's 50-year anniversary. I know it looks like several of these ladies must have entered first grade as zygotes. But no, we're all the same age, and old enough to have left high school fifty years ago.
Now that our big shindig is over, we are determined to continue to reunite every chance we get. Yesterday we met at The Fish Market restaurant for lunch. Lunch turned into a three-hour get-together.
The food was, as usual, terrific. I had grilled shrimp on lemon-butter pasta, my favorite Fish Market dish, along with a big Greek salad.
We talked about everything from physical ailments to what drugs we were all on, to anyone we knew who had written a book, had an ailment, or died. We discussed our individual loves of or aversions to travel. Then we discussed our upcoming beach trip.
Joanie, first on left in photo, has a beach condo; and sweet person that she is and always has been, she has invited us to share it with her for a few says next month. Three other of our classmates are coming from out of town to join us.
I still haven't determine for absolute sure that I can go, although I really want to. But that 24-hour trip to Rome, Georgia, and the conditions I found when I returned have left me averse to leaving Jesse in charge, although he is a good guy and does his best. His sleeping schedule is all different from mine, Skipper's, and Sophie's. Also Taco and Bella have made a few leaps up onto the gate that we installed to keep the dogs away from them. And Sophie still acts like she wants nothing more badly than a cat sandwich. So I suppose the only way I can go is to board the dogs, which I am not really comfortable doing. I absolutely trust the people at the place where I would leave them. After all, Dr. Rachel, one of the vets there, once saved Sophie's life. But it just all seems like too much somehow. But I haven't ruled it out. I really want to go.
The smell-of-bleach problem seems to be better, although certainly not gone. I took all the advice you gave me. The Mentholatum (didn't have any VIcks) seemed to work the best. The perfume bothered me almost as badly as the bleach smell. For the past few years, I haven't even been able to sit near someone in church who wears perfume. Good thing, not many people I know do.
I think that I probably seared my sinuses breathing that bleach without a window open. I have vowed to never used chlorine bleach again. This is just too bothersome.
Don't forget the Harvest Moon tonight. I'm afraid it's going to be too cloudy here to enjoy it. But if we luck up and get a clear sky, I think I'll take Sophie and Skipper for a moonlight stroll.
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On 09/30/2012, Barbara Anne said ...
What a great bunch of girlfriends and I'm not a bit surprised that lunch was an enjoyable (and delicious) 3 hour event! Methinks you should do what ever is necessary to keep the peace at home while you are definitely, certainly, and without a doubt with these friends and others at the beach next month. Yep!
Wishing your well on your diet and your resolve to live without chlorine bleach. Have you ever seen The Vinegar Book? All Southerners have learned to live with the odor of vinegar and it is helpful in cleaning a bazillion ways. So your house always smells like pepper relish ...!
Hugs!
On 09/30/2012, Nicole said ...
You are so lucky to have that group of friends that has stayed true throughout all those years! Board the dogs, go to the beach, enjoy yourself!!
On 10/01/2012, Pesky Patti said ...
Looks more like a 20 year reunion to me!!!
On 10/01/2012, Missy said ...
Life is too short, go to the beach!
On 10/01/2012, Jan said ...
You really want to go, you say? Then my vote is to board S&S and pack your bags for a trip to the beach! They'll have each other for company and you won't have the worry of the dogs being looked after at home. Now, go on! Scoot!
On 10/01/2012, Susan Ramey Cleveland said ...
You are so sweet, P.P. thanks. --Susan
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On 10/02/2012, laura said ...
I am with the rest of these comments. Go!!!! so you have no regrets. The pets will be fine and you have a golden opportunity.
Gentle Nudge and Hugs, Laura
On 10/02/2012, Linda said ...
The beach trip sounds like FUN FUN FUN. My vote is GO and enjoy your friends.
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