Swim Date & Worry Over Looming HS Reunion

On Sunday, L&L were back in the pool, and we invited a friend over. Heather and I went to high school together and she is a single mom of a little girl just a few months older than my two. They came over a little later in the afternoon, so I got in the pool with the boys before they arrived.


This time, Lm was not so sure he wanted to be in the pool. When I put him in, he cried and couldn't be consoled. Maybe he's going through some post-traumatic stress from last week when he tripped head first in the water? Anyway, I had to take him out and stayed in with Lk until Zoie arrived.

Bad hair day, so I chopped my head off in this one...

Heather took this one...

And several of these...until she lost her camera in the water. Since everything seemed to be going swimmingly, I asked if she could keep an eye on these two while I went in to change Lm into a dry diaper and shorts. While in the house, I heard loud cries coming from Lk. Apparently, he fell backward in the water and was totally submerged. Heather had her camera around her wrist, so when she went to save him, the camera too was submerged. She got the memory card out, but the camera is toast. This time, she says, she is getting one that is waterproof. Thank you, Heather, for saving Lk!!

They really had a great time.

Then we grilled hot dogs and the kids played on the swing set.

Then we went inside so Heather and I could sit down for a few seconds while they ran all over the house, up and down the hallway giggling, and playing with the buttons on my TV and stereo. Yes, it appears they are chasing girls already.

Lm snagged the remote...

...and thought he could get away with it...he's a sly one.

Heather was our class president in high school. We had a 10 year reunion, and let's just say that the 20 year mark is going to be hitting us before long. In just a couple of years. Don't most people celebrate the 25th instead? That one is a long time off. That one I can handle. So I asked Heather whether she was planning a 20th, and wouldn't it be better to forego that one, and go directly to the 25th. Well, she said no, she's planning a 20th!

In short, if I'm going to find the perfect husband, become wealthy, and get boob implants, I would need to get cracking pronto. So I balked about it.

She said, "But you had fun at the 10 year."

"True, but I was engaged then. Plus I was drunk."

And, let's face it, I wasn't a single mom back then. As Heather aptly pointed out, I would have been the last person anyone would have guessed would end up a single parent out of our class. I was a goody-goody, honor roll student to the core! The only time I came even close to getting into any kind of hot water was Junior year when I got a detention for eating a vanilla wafer in the library.

At the 10 year reunion, being engaged and all, with my handsome fiance at my side, there was still the illusion that life might still work out for me as everyone (myself most of all) assumed from the beginning. But at the 20th, the facts will speak for themselves.

We'll see. By then, so many from our class will be divorced anyway. Heather keeps up with everyone and some of the stuff she was telling me about our former classmates was heartbreaking. Some are going through bad divorces, one woman (who's a year below us but hung around us a lot) lost her husband to suicide this year, some have lost children, some can't have children, and others are dealing with horrible illness in the family. And, even though I went to a Catholic school with just 25 or so in my class, I ran down the list in my head of girls (well, women now) who either have been, are now, or will soon be, single mothers, and I am certainly not alone. Who knows, maybe after a few hard drinks, I might even enjoy myself.