I never thought I would go to my twenty year high school reunion, but I did. Last night, my husband and I traveled the five hours from Virginia Beach to the Baltimore area, fighting that I-95 traffic the whole way. (When will they ever stop with that construction?) I graduated in 1991 and when my parents left the area a couple of years afterwards, I never visited the ole stomping grounds again. And while I thought I would be nervous to see everyone I hadn't seen in two decades, it ended up being a fantastic evening. Some hadn't changed at all, but many had and it was a blast.
I just started reading The Lantern for Carl's R.I.P. readalong at Stainless Steel Droppings. It's not too late to join, so head on over to his site to get a feel for the reading schedule. After Rebecca by Daphne du Maurier, I see why The Lantern is compared to it. Provence, France is shaping up to have a beautifully haunting feel to it, much like Manderley did in Rebecca.
This week is going to be extremely busy. I head to Denver for four days in all day training sessions for my company. Since I've never visited Denver, I'm looking forward to it, but as usual when traveling for work, there's never any time to actually visit the city. I end up identifying it with how nice the hotel or airport is.
So that means I won't be on the blogosphere much, and I'm anticipating my Google Reader to be at 1000+ posts from everyone (yikes). I'll catch up next Friday with you all.