Hubby's High School reunion

Last night we went to my husbands High School reunion.
Not the official one, but the one thrown by a friend, for everyone who hung out together in High School.

It still amazes me what a very wide array of friends my husband has. Everything from the up and coming business man, to the go lucky no worries kind of guy. The people that will never have to worry about money and the people who will always have to worry about money. Yet when these guys get together, there is no social or economical class or division of. No, there are only buddies hanging out reliving old memories having a good time.

The thing is, it isn't as if life choices put them in these roles. Life choices helped, don't get me wrong, but the really rich friends had lots of money when they where in High School, and the really poor had none. But these guys didn't care. They enjoyed each others company, so they hung out and where friends.

I wish everyone was like this. Let's not look to see how much your bottom line is worth. Let's look to see if we like each other and get along. Life should always be like this.

The other thing that totally amazed me, where how many of the women there where pregnant. To be fair, I am a year and a half older then my husband, so I was the oldest one there. Some of the wives are younger than their husbands, but no one has like a super young wife. It struck me that if I where to get pregnant again, I don't know how I would handle it. Then I got to thinking about the fact that many older women have babies. In fact my mother had me at 40. The very next thought I had was that 40 is not equal to 40. This will be something that I write about in another blog post.

Again I was struck by how little it mattered where we were in our lives. The guys who have never had a serious relationship, the married couple expecting their first, the married couples expecting their 'not first' and us couples who are done having children. The differences don't matter to this group.

I guess the whole point of this blog post is, that I am greatfull to have people in my life, that just care about the fact that they enjoy each other's company, and that is it.

Birthday started as kind of a bummer

So I know a lot of people have an issue with turning 40.

For me my biggest 'issue' was that I wasn't doing the Camino. Other then that I didn't care. But it is still a milestone, so make a little bit of a show?

Thanks to Social media I had lots of Birthday wishes. Thank goodness or I would have been really bummed.

I work at a place that has just recently opened. It has been open for only 3 weeks actually. One other employee had a birthday since we opened.  It was her 21st.  Another milestone one. We got her a card and a cake. I got....a few "Happy Birthday"s and that was it. Well to be fair I did get to leave work kind of early, because my husband and I had planes for dinner. I tried not to let it bother me that I didn't get a card or cake, but it did bother me. I have known most of the employees and the boss for years. So it bother me.

When I got home, my husband and kids took a few moments from their electronics to watch me open gifts. Then they went back to what they where doing. My husband no longer wanted to go out to eat because he had blood work the next day. Then he got kind of annoyed because I was annoyed and said I no longer cared what we had for dinner then.

At this point I honestly no longer wanted to do anything.
I didn't care about what age I was, but I sure did care no one else seem to really care that it was my Birthday.

I decided to try and shake off my bad mood. I asked my sister-in-law and her husband if they wanted to go with me and my husband to the pier to watch the sunset. I asked my children if they wanted to come. When my teen started to moan about it I told him he could stay home. I was after all trying to avoid negative emotions. He was quite thrilled by the way. I made sure not to seem annoyed because I didn't want him to feel guilty.

We all went down to the pier, and I wound up having a really good time.

I am still bothered by the fact, that no one made an effort to mark the occasion, but I am looking at this as an opportunity to do some self-evaluation. Why did no one make an effort, and why does it bother me so? If I come up with anything I will be sure to share.