In a few hours, Shey and I will be boarding a plane heading to the old homestead. My parents will get the pleasure of watching the little guy, while I get some quality time in with my best girl, Tamara.
After the past three weeks that I have had, which contained some of the worst days of my life, I am definitely looking forward to a break and a getaway.
We'll be attending our high school football game which should be a pretty surreal experience. I look at myself in the mirror and don't think I look any different, but I know once I step on that campus and see the youngin's running around, I will feel every bit of my 32 years.
I can't really say that my high school years were terrible, but then again, I've blocked a good deal of that time out, so who knows for sure. ha I do remember a lot of good times though, chorus trips, football games, playing volleyball and just hanging out. It will be strange to not recognize the players on the field and the kids filling up the bleachers. Thankfully, with a school as small as ours, most of the teachers should still be there and we'll have someone to sit with. ha ha
Now, what do I wear . . .