Tuesday, December 12, 2006

Old Friends

I still live in the same smaller town in which I grew up, so there are some old friends who still reside in the general area. I don't really keep in touch with a lot of them (Robin being the exception to the rule, of course ... ). I have one friend who teaches elementary at the school from which we graduated. She is a very sweet lady, but one who really hasn't left the old days behind her successfully.

She still wears the same amount of makeup. In fact, I don't think her makeup application has changed much over the years. She owns her own tanning bed. And she uses it. I think on a daily basis. It is kind of scary how tan she is. All. The. Time.

I sang in her wedding. That wedding ended in divorce. And a re-marriage. And another divorce. I think they are leaving well enough alone now. At least I hope they are.

I didn't know that they were getting a second divorce until a good college friend of mine told me. Because he was chatting with her via MySpace and email.

And now I am frightened.

My college friend moved here to this town to attend a local college's peace officer training school. He hasn't left. I thought I would see a lot more of him, but I don't. I hear from him on occasion, but not a lot. I normally hear from him the most when he bored driving his truck, or some major life issue has hit him hard. He has a special needs daughter, and he needs to talk about her sometimes.

And then there are the times when he calls me to complain about his dating life. Or lack thereof. He has been trying to "land" a prospective mate since his divorce about 6 years ago.

And this guy ... we have a history. We met as freshmen in college, and there was a mutual attraction. And when he would get drunk, he wouldn't be able to stop telling me how much he loved me. When he was getting married (and I had been married to Ace for a year), and I was getting ready to sing at his wedding, I asked him if he was 100 percent certain that he wanted to marry this person, and he said "well the person I did want to marry has already dashed my hopes of that union, so yeah... I guess I do want to get married."

So now ... the worlds are converging.

And I get nervous. Why? I have no idea.

I guess I am afraid that I am going to get these phone calls ... what does she like? what is he like? is he a serial killer? is she clingy?

I don't want to be the one in the middle.

Maybe I won't be. Maybe they won't get past the dog butt-sniffing stage.

But if they do ... man. I better get my answering machine primed and ready to go.


Anonymous Robin said...

Matt calls that "worlds colliding.." that happens to me once is awhile...
I try to keep my friends seperated for the most part..I do have some cross-overs (you for instance) that proves that you really are a GOOD friend if I let you in all areas of my life :)
posted pics of your kiddos today, hope you don't mind...

7:33 AM  
Blogger Mamacita Tina said...

My 20th high school reunion is coming up this year, and I keep debating whether or not I should go. Many of us still live in the same area, but manage to not see each other since it is a gigantic enough city. But once we see each other again, will they want to be all chummy, chummy? Petty of me, but some of them were quite needy, and I just don't have time for that. Ha, they're probably thinking the same of me.

8:06 AM  
Blogger Knitting Maniac said...

I had my 10th reunion when I was 1000 months pregnant with the Queen and I was happy to have an excuse to have to go home. Actually, I needed to leave Ace's reunion because I was REALLY tired and was having heartburn from he** ... mine... it was just a convenient excuse.

I still see some every once in while. I would say about 5 people in my class left the area... of 32 people in our class (I am not including the four exchange students we had).

8:38 AM  
Blogger The "Mind" said...

So Ms. Tan and Mr. Lovey-dove are getting together? Ish. I'd want to stay out of that too.

Incidentally, there is this chick that I knew in HS that works at DT's ortho office. She is a couple years younger than me, but right now she'd probably look older. She's over-tanned, over-bleached, over-permed, over-80's-haired and Nicole Ritchie skinny. In essence, she looks like crap.

She was also the inspiration for my contest. LOL!

10:44 AM  
Anonymous Elleoz said...

I think I would try to steer clear too. Not a good position to be in if things go bad.

They always say "It's a Small World Afterall".

11:39 AM  
Blogger Bellezza said...

One of the worst questions we can ask ourselves is, "What might have been?" We'll never know, and probably that's a good thing.

Aren't you glad answering machines were invented?

Aren't you glad you're married to Ace? Phew!

11:44 AM  

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