THS/BHS 1999 Class Reunion

After teetering on the fence for awhile we decided to go ahead and go to my 10 year reunion. Friday evening was a BBQ for families over at Municipal Park. No pictures....forgot to pull out the camera.The BBQ was a lot of fun. It was so surreal seeing all sorts of long lost faces. I've known a lot of these people since elementary school. It was fun seeing all of the shocked expressions when I told them I had 3 kids!

Saturday we had the chance to take a tour of the school (s). Our senior class was split when the new high school was built. Tiff (one of my best friends since elementary school) and I met up at walked through Boise High. We have TONS of memories cheering for games in the old gym. We ran into Aubrey and her family. It was so much fun to see her.

After the tour we went over to a fellow THS graduate's restaurant. Blake Lingle started the Idaho Fry Company so we went over there for some lunch. It was absolutely AMAZING! Really good food!

Last night was the big shin dig over at the Grove Hotel. As we walked in we were greeted by some teachers from our past. Mrs. Trumbo was one of my all time favorite teachers. She taught 5th grade. She recognized me immediately. We were screaming and hugging....too funny. This was the only picture I got of her and she is half blinking:

It was fun to dance and visit with old friends. We ate some EXPENSIVE food that wasn't that great and pretty much just watched everyone drink up our registration money. (AND they made us pay for a soda....whatever!)

My favorite part of the weekend would have to be the night that Tiff, Kali and I got together and went through stacks of old pictures and watched our old "music videos" that we made. We would dress up in all of these outrageous outfits and make up dances to all sorts of Backstreet Boys, Shania Twain and other hit 90's songs. We laughed so hard we were rolling on the floor. Good times.

10 years...wow. Where has the time gone? Some people looked exactly the same, some looked nothing at all like they used to look, some people I remember as jerks were really nice and some jerks were still jerks.

All I know is that when the night was over and my Nate smiled and took my by the hand and led me through the door I felt so grateful that the high school days are over.