We are officially old. Above is a picture of many of Aaron's high school friends and their spouses and . . children. It is a bit surreal to have these gatherings with friends because in a way it's like we are still in someone's basement messing around on a friday night like in high school days, and yet we have wives and children as well. Yet somehow our conversations are not totally unilke those wallflower days (one friend of mine confessed to eating a can and a half of chilie, followed by a bowl of cold cereal . . and the aftermath that ensued). But we have matured, changed, and usually for the better, with the exception of a little less hair and a little more spare tire around our waists. But life is good. Thanks for the good times.
Sunday, November 23, 2008
We are officially old. Above is a picture of many of Aaron's high school friends and their spouses and . . children. It is a bit surreal to have these gatherings with friends because in a way it's like we are still in someone's basement messing around on a friday night like in high school days, and yet we have wives and children as well. Yet somehow our conversations are not totally unilke those wallflower days (one friend of mine confessed to eating a can and a half of chilie, followed by a bowl of cold cereal . . and the aftermath that ensued). But we have matured, changed, and usually for the better, with the exception of a little less hair and a little more spare tire around our waists. But life is good. Thanks for the good times.
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