I love seeing
doggiesushi. I hadn't seen him since ... hmm, before I got pregnant, so somewhere before summer 2006. Probably it was in 2005?
Anyway, I've known John since we were 10 and always sat together at lunch. Okay, here's a goofy memory: at lunch, every class was assigned a group of tables. Most of the cafeteria tables were orange picnic tables with attached benches. The Ultimate Awesome Tables were more like a fancy version of a folding table, with
chairs, and the chairs were padded. 98% of these tables were assigned to the 6th grade.** Our particular 5th grade class was given one half of an Ultimate Awesome Table. Six chairs. And because John and I were two of the six nerds who brought their lunches, thus getting to skip the lunch line, we got to sit there. And then our teacher (I believe) made whatever seats we were in the first day our assigned seats at lunch for the year.
Bwa-hahahahahahahahahaha!
So, yes, we've known each other for going on 25 years (and you were impressed that
dealio and I have been together for almost 17, JC. HA!), and this was the first time John seemed a bit older. People always tell both of us how little we've changed since school--I get less of that now, with baby weight and short hair--and for John, when I see him, it's true, despite the wildly varying hair lengths and colors. But this time, he'd aged a little. Not much, but a little. So 21, not 19 anymore. He's apparently legal, finally, in my head. :) It was odd--maybe I was just tired, but there were a couple of moments when I felt like ...
this is the John his friends in Michigan see, the same basic person I knew all through school, but grown and changed and slightly different. Not in a bad way; we're just getting older. I mean, I see these things with
jkason, too, to some extent, but I see him more often so it's more gradual. And
dealio ... I only notice the changes in him when I look at old pictures.
I'm sure it was bizarre for John, too, seeing me with my kid. Though the Zweeble was, as always, charming.
It was fun, though. I was laughing so hard I couldn't talk at one point, when we got to reminiscing about going to a swim meet and nearly drowning one of our friends by standing at the end of her lane and screaming "GO!!!!" in her face when she came up for air. She's
still mad about that (I suppose I can't blame her), and she's one of those people who barely remember high school.
**
our elementary school went to 6th grade, then kids moved to the high school, which was 7th-12th grade. Except the year we were in 5th grade, they built the town's first junior high, 6th-8th grade, so we and the class above us went there the next year. So none of us fifth graders were ever going to get the Ultimate Awesome Tables.