I will be attending my college reunion. 

Last night I paid the fees, signed up for lobster for Joey, chicken for me (yes, I was born in Maine and don't particularly love lobster); it's expensive, a splurge for one weekend's entertainment, but one's ten-year college reunion only happens once.  Plus, lots of my classmates have become very fancy, and I'd like to see it for myself.  Wellesley is the top women's college in the US, and generally hovers around the 4th best liberal arts college in the country.  I may not have had the typical fabulous four years - in fact, my best semester was my semester away - but I certainly had some good professors, and some good friends.

Plus, I miss the campus.  I first lived there in the summer of 1988, at Explo.   I spent five summers at Explo as a student and three as staff (if you are reading this, and went to/worked at Explo, I encourage you to comment, I loved Explo), on top of my actual Wellesley years (the Senior Program didn't move to Yale until maybe 2000), and then when I was working for Princeton Review, I spent a lot of time there for a couple more summers, coordinating the Explo SAT classes.

That's quite a bit of time.

Joey should sit with me on one of the wooden benches that overhang the lake.  If the door's not locked, I'll show him the view from the roof of Alumnae Hall, the building in which I spent more time than in my dorm while I was in school.   My class is based in Pomeroy, which is next to Shafer, where I did sleep sophomore through senior years...there were some good times.

I hope Lisa comes.  I think I'd better find her email address and try to convince her.