One of my high school friends on facebook had posted a question over the weekend about who was in charge of our 10 year reunion.
I see everyone I like on my newsfeed every day. :)
Anyway, our 10 year reunion will be next year. In the meantime, Chris has his 10 year reunion this September.
From the time we met, I have told him about 5,678 times, that if we had ever gone to school together, he would have had zero interest in me. Even though Mr. Stanfield is quite the hipster these days, in high school he was The Quarterback. In addition, his grandma likes to remind me that he was also voted best dressed.
Holly in high school? Excuse me while I talk in third person. It is very necessary given the fact that I am cringing at even the thought of pressing publish on this post. I was chubby. I didn't wear makeup. I cut all of my hair off trying to get a pixie cut, thinking that it would make me look like Cameron Diaz. And I never dated. I wore collar shirts and acted obnoxious. I lived vicariously through my little sister, who was the Pocahontas of high school.
Anyway, I thought this post would be fun and more accurate with pictures.
Chris in high school.
Me in high school. Please hold the laughter. I didn't know any better. When you know better, you do better. :)
But in all reality, and laughs aside, I am really looking forward to my 10 year reunion. I get to bring back my trophy husband. :)
Now, I just have to lose 20lbs, lease a luxury car, and make up a story about how I invented post-its. :)