The One Where I Go Back in Time

It has been 15 years since I was in college. . .sometimes it is crazy to think about all the things that I did while there. The first three years were spent toiling away at a community college while living at home. I didn’t care for it at the time but the reality is my decent GPA there saved my tush when I transferred.

And yes, I could have applied myself more in college but I will say the friends I gained in college and all the fun we had was worth that extra time (and lots of money) that was spent at MTSU. I haven’t been on campus since shortly after graduation. I blame it on the whole living in Nashville and it always take forever to get there and I can be lazy.

But tomorrow I am hitting homecoming, that is if I can figure out where to park and can find the guys. Please say some of my memory comes back when I get on campus. I spent way too much time with the guys at one particular fraternity house (where they did not butt chug, thank you very much). There were a lot of trips to Prontos, way too many parties at the house and a lot of laughs during my time there.

I got a mini reunion earlier this week after getting some horrible news about one of the brothers. While it wasn’t the best of circumstances I was reminded why I loved spending time with these guys. We also laughed about the pool, the parties and some questionable choices made by Bubba.

Tomorrow I get to see them and even the ones that didn’t make it to the pub Tuesday. I can’t wait! It is a lot of fun to remember the fun times but it is also nice knowing that I am a better version of myself now. It also makes you feel good when they wrap you up with a big hug and say they are happy to see you.

Back then it was the dark days with Bubba, the wild and unruly boy that I thought I could tame. I didn’t and probably missed out on a lot of other things while there but being welcomed back into the fold by the boys puts a big smile on my face. And I can’t wait to see them all again.

And while Bear won’t be there, he has requested one small favor. . . apparently he doesn’t like his blog name. He can be a bit of a whiny butt, so in honor of the fact that he looks and acts like the character Allan from The Hangover he will now hence forth be called Allan. He still looks like a bear though. . . and is in desperate need of a mani/pedi ASAP.

Now I need to go figure out the best place to park at MTSU. . . if I don’t show up by 9:30 someone send the search party out. K?


What you see is what you get; I am a Nashville girl who is single, again. I use the blog to get my inner, tortured, wanna be writer angst out. One day I just may write a book. I have been stumbling through life for 43 years now, I love to cook, read and figure out more embarrassing ways I can either harm myself (thank you hula hoop of 2010 and the case of the thrown back) or just prove how inept I am at household chores and dieting. The people you read about on here are real but most have had their names changed to protect the innocent and not so innocent. And I really should make a list of them so I can remember! Enjoy, read, mock, laugh and comment, it really isn't difficult. Plus, I would prefer reading comments from real people as opposed to the weird spam comments I keep getting. Plus, I will always find the hardest path to follow and take that one, why would anyone want to take the easy way?!

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