Monday
Aug292005
People Never Believe I'm Really That Blonde and That I Always Have Been. Until It Begins Again.
Monday, August 29, 2005 at 06:04PM
Jogging down the driveway at the beginning of my run I notice, well, a cow in the middle of the driveway. Kind of hard not to, really.
Being as Stef & Cam were out for the day, it was up to me to devise a way of finagaling the stinky girl back into a pen.
...thinking in the back of my mind that those two guys standing at the tenant's place TEN FEET AWAY from the cow could have been a little more helpful.
One of them gets in a truck as I'm staring down the cow from the 'safe' side of the fence and rolls to a stop beside me saying, "Is that Jenny?"
Of course I have no idea who he is (other than knowing only people from high school call me JENNY) until he tells me and then, suddenly, it makes sense and his 'new' face clicks into place over the one I last saw over 20 years ago.
*click to biggify*
Yes, that IS a jean vest over a concert t-shirt. This is the early 80's remember.
Anyways, he was two years older than me and one of the school hotties / cool guys. Now a mountain biker (ARG!) and seemingly one of the few from high school that the years have been kind to.
Oh, so very kind.
We talked about 20 minutes and he's asked me to call him next weekend so we can go out. I might even do it.
Just before he drove away, I said, "Hey Steve, how'd you recognize me so fast after all these years?"
He laughed. "It's the hair, Jenny, it's the hair."
*click to biggify*
Being as Stef & Cam were out for the day, it was up to me to devise a way of finagaling the stinky girl back into a pen.
...thinking in the back of my mind that those two guys standing at the tenant's place TEN FEET AWAY from the cow could have been a little more helpful.
One of them gets in a truck as I'm staring down the cow from the 'safe' side of the fence and rolls to a stop beside me saying, "Is that Jenny?"
Of course I have no idea who he is (other than knowing only people from high school call me JENNY) until he tells me and then, suddenly, it makes sense and his 'new' face clicks into place over the one I last saw over 20 years ago.
*click to biggify*
Yes, that IS a jean vest over a concert t-shirt. This is the early 80's remember.
Anyways, he was two years older than me and one of the school hotties / cool guys. Now a mountain biker (ARG!) and seemingly one of the few from high school that the years have been kind to.
Oh, so very kind.
We talked about 20 minutes and he's asked me to call him next weekend so we can go out. I might even do it.
Just before he drove away, I said, "Hey Steve, how'd you recognize me so fast after all these years?"
He laughed. "It's the hair, Jenny, it's the hair."
*click to biggify*
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Reader Comments (3)
jen, you seriously gotta grow back that Farrah Fawcett look you got goin' on in that last picture. it's so out, it's in!
(that's gotta be what, 1984?)
It was Grade 8 so that would have been.... 1982.
It's also one of the two pictures through all 12/13 years of school that I liked.