10 Year High School Reunion

The latest "news" on the 10 yr high school reunion is that there are more than one being planned. (LOL!) How exciting! I love drama. And I love that I am putting myself in the middle of it by creating all kinds of great ideas and saying really witty things on all the FB walls. I amuse myself, and even impress myself. Go me.

So... I had really hoped my 10 yr high school reunion would be somewhat similar to "Romy and Michele's High School Reunion." I always pictured it would be, ya know? And me? No... I wouldn't be Christy or any of her clan. I wouldn't really even be Romy and/or Michele. I thought I'd be Heather- the swearing smoking one that likes the cowboy. Well, minus the swearing and smoking, of course. I just liked her mysteriousness and the way she always secluded herself away from the crowds.

All this thinking of that movie made me look up my favorite quotes (and I dedicate this part of my blog to my wonderful sisters):

Romy: Hey, um, great suit. Is that an Armani?
Suit Salesman: Yes. Yes, it is.
Romy: I thought so. So, what do you do?
Suit Salesman: I'm a suit salesman.
Romy: Would you excuse me? I cut my foot before and my shoe is filling up with blood.


Michele: You look so good with blond hair and black roots its like not even funny.


Michele: Remember the prom? You got so thin by then.
Romy: Oh, I know. I was so lucky getting mono. That was like the best diet ever.


Michele: You know, even though we've watched Pretty Woman like thirty-six times, I never get tired of making fun of it.


Michele: You know, even though I had to wear that stupid back brace and you were kind of fat, we were still totally cutting edge.


Romy: Isn't it weird when you're not friends with your friends anymore? I mean, Michele and I just fell out of touch about two hours ago.


Romy: Have a "Romy and Michele" day!


[Romy whips Michele in the face with her hair]
Michele: Ow! That hurt! But it looked really good!


Michele: Hey Romy, remember Mrs. Divitz's class, there was like always a word problem. Like, there's a guy in a rowboat going X miles, and the current is going like, you know, some other miles, and how long does it take him to get to town? It's like, 'Who cares? Who wants to go to town with a guy who drives a rowboat?


Michele: Let's fold scarves!


Romy: [mocking the film "Pretty Woman"] Aw, look, poor thing - they won't let her shop.


Michele, Romy: [singing along to radio] Cut loose! Footloose! Kick off your Sunday shoes!
[they both trail off and look at each other]
Romy: I have no idea what the rest of the lyrics are...


Romy: Do you have some sort of business woman special?
Truck Stop Waitress: Come again?
Romy: Well, were business women.
Michele: From LA.
Romy: And you know how some places have like a lunch special?
Michele: For business women...
Truck Stop Waitres: We don't have anything like that.
Romy: Ok we'll take 2 burgers, fries, and medium diet cokes...