First off, let me say that, beyond having this song pop into my head as a post title, and beyond the connection that I just survived driving in one of the biggest and busiest cities in the Southeast, this song (which you can listen to here) does not have anything to do with me or my life. Also, I should add that I really am not conceited. I told Brad (who called me while I was hauling booty back home yesterday) I was going to make this my blog post title and, once again, he laughed and said, "You sure are conceited." I'm really not. But it fit, and it made me smile, so I thought I'd do it ;).
It was a cold and overcast morning when I awoke from my slumber and... Haha, totally kidding. It was cold Saturday morning. It was overcast as well. But really, who says slumber? (Other than in connection with "slumber party.") Okay, so I got on the road around 8:15 Saturday morning. I had to stop for gas, but other than that, I was just cruisin'. You know you're getting close to Atlanta when you start seeing a bunch of lanes on the Interstate. Once I hit 4 lanes, I knew I was getting close. I was nervous, I must admit. I've been to Atlanta before, but have never driven in Atlanta. I was always a passenger. I really like driving into downtown Atlanta and seeing the huge buildings. It's just so cool to me. So, I attempted to take pictures while driving, but it turns out I only got one (yeah, probably steer clear of me, since I am clearly pre-occupied with picture-taking while driving in an unfamiliar city in the middle of lots of traffic!). But here it is:

So, I find Emily's apartment complex. It is nice. It is a gated community and she has given me directions for how to get into her complex. Well, turns out the directions are slightly different than she thought, so I ended up calling her and she came out and met me. Her first statement: "Oh my gosh! I can't believe you're here!" It was great. Ten years have not changed Emily much (I wonder how much they have changed me!). She still looks like Emily. I will say this (and sorry Emily, you will have to forgive me, but this was too funny)... I said to Emily, "Well, not to point out something sad, but I'm glad to see I'm not the only one with a bunch of gray streaking through my hair!" And she laughed and said, "I know, right?" So, then we got in front of the mirror and started comparing gray streaks. Great stuff. And Emily cooked brunch (notice: a combo of breakfast and lunch, which means it's lunch, not dinner, and it also means it gives more credence to dinner, not supper, which means it's linner) and we sat down to scrambled eggs with cheese, orange juice, and pancakes. So, here's a then-and-now:


So, Emily's roommate (Brittany) was house/pet-sitting for someone with whom they both (Em and Brittany) work. And Brittany had asked the homeowners if it was okay for her to have several of the teachers from the school (they all work at a private school in Atlanta) over for dinner, and the homeowners said it was no problem. So Emily and I went. Oh my goodness. Talk about gorgeous houses! Three-stories, lake out back, two-story windows in the living room that overlook the lake. Just beautiful. Emily says, "Welcome to suburbia." Sounds like a movie line (and I'm almost positive it is one). So these are just a few pictures of Emily and me in this house. In some of them, we are on the third story looking down into the living room where one of Emily's friends is taking our pictures.





Oh oh! Side note: did you know they don't have Dunkin' Donuts in Alabama? So, I was excited about the Dunkin Donuts. So Emily and I did get some. We got the midgets :):


So, back at Emily's, we got into our jammies and hunkered down on the couches in preparation for a very exciting event.


I was so sad to have to leave on Sunday. 24 hours is not sufficient time to catch up on 10 years. But it was so great. I had a Primary inservice meeting to get back to (for church), and I thought it was at 4:30. So I was doing good (hauling booty home). I had called my roomie to get her to take my black heels and a black skirt to the church for me, since I was cutting it close and knew I would need to go straight to the church. So Stefanie calls to tell me she got my message and I told her I'd be there right on time, maybe 5 minutes late, and I told her where I was. She was like, "Um, Hila. I think it starts at 4." Shoot! I had it in my mind the whole time that it started at 4:30! Well, so I was about 30 minutes late, but they ended up starting 20 minutes late, so I didn't miss much. So that was good. And we had a delicious dinner afterwards. Oh, and I bribed Stefanie with Dunkin' Donuts midgets (munchkins) for bringing me church clothes ;). Oh, and on the way home, I had to stop for gas. And when I was leaving the shopping center with the Wal-Mart and everything else, I had to stop at a 3-way Stop. Had the 3-way Stop sign and everything. Would have taken a picture if my camera hadn't been in my backpack. Haha. So funny. Ever seen one of those?
So, it was a wonderful weekend. Lots of fun, lots of laughs, lots of memories. Fears conquered, experience gained, calories galore consumed (but they didn't count, since they were all shared with friends :)), and lots of new memories created. The quote of the day is so true. There is just something wonderful about connecting with old friends and bridging those gaps. Although for some of us, there might not be a present connection, there is something wonderful about meeting up with people who share a common past and reminiscing. That said, I am seriously considering going to the Panama reunion this upcoming summer. I've never been to one, but think I should go. Something to ponder... So, hope you have enjoyed this! And don't lie. You know you were singing along to the Jem song if you are between the ages of 25 and 32.
*Update: Elka has guessed the movie quote correctly.*
4 comments:
Jem is awesome. I never had a Jem doll. I wanted one, but never got one. Ahhh. I think I will buy one off of ebay. Ok so I totally have some Jem aperdolls still in the container. I am gonna scan them when I get home and do a whole blog on them. It will be so RADICAL! I think there must have been a cop meeting and that is were the doughnuts went. That was so not correct, but I really dont' care. heheh...see laughing. I wanna be a cop, just so I can tackle some random person. Yeha this has nothing to do with your blog I know. kFC
Love that you ended it all with KFC. Man that was great. Because it was so random :).
I never had a Jem doll either, my neighbor did though. My sister and I would go over to play and both of us would always try to play with her instead of the boring plain Barbies we brought over. My mom would never buy us one because she didn't like her "weird" hair. Haha.
I LOVE Dunkin' Donuts!!! I say all the time I am going to open a franchise here in AL. Wanna go in with me? It only costs about 400k to get started!
Yeah, let me just go over to my pile of chump change and dig out my 200K that I have sitting over there in the corner...
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