Please feel free to totally avoid reading about my rant. This is just me complaining about stupid things, and I get that. But I have recently seen, once again, that some things just never change.
This past week, I received an invitation in the mail to my 10 year High School Reunion. Which in some ways, it seems strange that I have been out of high school for 10 years already, but at the same time, Graduation seems eons ago! I'm not gonna lie, I wasn't a huge fan of high school. I was actually super glad it was over, and I moved onto bigger and better things. (i.e. college, marriage, kids...life!) I went to Prescott High School in Arizona. It wasn't a huge HS, like the one Patrick went to in Mesa, we only had about 300 in my graduating class. For those who don't really know, Prescott is a fairly small town (at least it was 10 years ago, it has changed quite a bit since I lived there) and there wasn't much to do.
I had a handful of good friends that I went to school with that made my 4 years at PHS fairly bearable (no I didn't flunk a grade, my high school had grades 9-12 on it). However, I have lost touch with the majority of them for one reason or another over the years. Some we just weren't that close I guess to make the effort to do so, some we just took separate life paths. Some I feel (and this is just my assumptions based off of their reactions and comments to my life) don't approve of me... and I quote... "JUST being a stay at home mom." instead of going to years and years of school and having a demanding career. Which I think that is fine if you want that, but I never did, I always wanted the family life.
On weekends in Prescott, there wasn't much to do except go out and do the whole party thing, which usually seemed to take place out in the Forest that surrounded Prescott which was constantly patrolled by my father and his other cop friends just doing their job. So not only did I never go to these parties because I didn't drink, but I also valued my life enough to NOT get caught out in the forest at one of these parties that my father broke up every weekend. I'm pretty sure that would have not been a wise choice for me to meet my father, in full cop gear, gun on hip, with his team of officers, at a drunken party like he had found on many occasions some of my classmates. So I laid low on the weekends just messing around with my friend in town.
Which brings me back to the whole reunion invite. It made me laugh and roll my eyes that every event for this reunion is at some bar in downtown Prescott. Seriously?? Has NO ONE grown up in the last 10 years that any "fun" we try to have in that little town has to revolve around some drinking party?? Why waste time at the bars?? Why not just head out to the Gravelpits or out Copper Basin to party like everyone did in HS?? Come on!!! Even the "Family BBQ" is advertising the drinking that can take place. Some things just never change! I can just see it now, it will be all the same cliches hanging out catching up on old times, drinking, people making fools of themselves, and acting like things have never changed. I'd like to think I've changed... for the better hopefully. I mean it's been 10 years! My priorities are WAY different now then they were back then. I don't care about 99.5% of the people I went to High School with. If I do, then I still keep in contact with them via Facebook, blogs, or email. I'm pretty sure you couldn't pay me enough money to go and partake of these festivities. Not that I could go... the reunion is the same weekend that my baby is due, so I hope to have a newborn in my arms by then instead of hanging out with all the crazy drunks reliving the good ol' high school days.
That is where I'd rather be anyways, at home, with my husband and kids enjoying the life I have made for myself. I like to think that I've done some great things in the past 10 years. I've gone to awesome places, gone to college, met many friends that I'm STILL friends with, experienced life... both good and bad, happy and sad. Married an amazing man and had... almost... 3 incredible kids with him. This is what I wanted for myself 10 years ago in high school. So I'm pretty happy with the way the past 10 years have turned out for me.

He had a great team, and the coaches were awesome and did a great job helping the kids learn how to play. Brayden loved his coaches. He would point them out to me every Sunday at church and tell me "There is Coach Ben" or "Coach Bishop" (the Bishop was one of the coaches since his son was also on the team) He could never remember the other coaches names, so he just referred to them and whoever's dad they were. lol!