Barb’s Burblings

I went up to Gettysburg yesterday, partly because it was Homecoming and partly because I needed new jeans, and this was a good excuse to drive up there and hit the outlets. Other than a few hours on Monday for Brent and Katie’s wedding (congrats!), I hadn’t been up to Gettysburg in ages.

It actually made me really look forward to Reunion Weekend in June, also my 10-year reunion, which is something that’s hard to think about. It’d be nice to maybe actually spend the weekend on campus. I had a good time yesterday walking around and being the oldest one (along with Brent) at the APO reception* and seeing the new gym and everything, but I missed when the group of us would be in Gettysburg and hang out and just sort of meandered around. Of course, this was close enough to when we graduated that some of us actually got our hair cut…because we hadn’t found new places for that sort of thing.

And obviously we can’t recreate that. We won’t be crashing at Mary’s apartment, because Mary is married and lives with her husband and two kids (congrats, Mary!) in the next town over. Plus, the idea of sleeping on the floor has lost a good bit of its appeal.

But if there’s a way for me to spend the weekend in Apple 109 again, I’m all over it. And hopefully it won’t be raining as it did yesterday. Though…what’s more Gettysburg than rain on the weekend?

(Oh, and I did get jeans. And some nice tops and shoes. Whee!)

* Two notes about this. One: Except for a brief appearance by a ‘99 alum, Brent and I were the oldest alums there. Two: In a scrapbook, there were family trees, and in my tree, I was listed just as “Barb.” I choose to believe that that’s because I became mythical (”Ooh, yes, I remember her. We only called her ‘Barb.’ She’s a legend around here.”). I then spent the next 5 minutes changing a 7-year-old photo album.