Thursday, September 15, 2011

Thursday night lights

This morning at work I got a text from jet asking if I'd rather go to the Cedar Creek game at Indepence stadium in Shreveport or stay home and watch the Lsu game. I'm bit a big Lsu fan. Infant I have a hard time liking them. I'm torn. It's like I want to go along with the bandwagon and love them but it just doesnt feel right . There's a history there and that's s whole blog subject. I'll get to it eventually I promise! I need the therapy!

Any way back on subject. This was a guy thing and I knew it. I secretly was hoping to go to the gym and try a spin class at six tonight. I let him choose and he choose to go to the game.

I love cedar creek. I went to quitman high school just 30 minutes down the road which was thought of as hickville. Justin's school on the other hand was a real "prep" school. At the time Justin used to make fin of guys at my school and I would get so bad and defend them. What I didn't realize was he was right.
A lot of those guys are still in quitman never went to school and are the same boys. I'm not trying to toot my own horn but Justin said that he thinks that I am the top of my class that is the most successful not the most successful but one of the top. His class was ridiculous. He has friends that ate doctors. One that went to duke then to MIT and works at MIT building machines he can't discuss bc he's under clearance. There's another guy he graduated with that works for Microsoft. And a girl in the class before him made a perfect score on her ACT. I wanted to meet her!

At first I was intimidated by Cedar Creek and I put up this huge front when Justin and i started dating. To be honest I was thrilled to be dating Justin. I knew he would go somewhere one day.

I now would give anything to let my kids get the education that justin did. There is something do special about the relationships those kids have. I have seen them cheer for their sports teams, excel in academics, and support one another in tragedies.

When Justin and I went to his ten year reunion last year I was super excited. I had been waiting for this event really since our senior year! It was like being back on school again.
My class didn't really have a reunion. Plus I had just lost fifty lbs! It wasn't what I remembered from high school but better! I mr et really got to talk to Justin's classmates at the danced and football games. So for the first time after idolizing his classmates ESP the girls I got to see there were real people and they were do nice! It was an awesome experience. To top it off was seeing my his and that night.

It was like seeing him on hid element. That was a very hard time for us. Justin had just told me about a month before his reunion that he was losing his contract with northrup grunman. So we were expecting him to lose his job possibly by the end of the month. We were hoping he was going to get a different position in a different dept that didn't happen!!!!
Anyway it was do wonderful to go home that weekend and return to where we started our relationship. It really was a big confidence booster for us ESP me. I felt like I saw jet in a whole new light he was do happy that night.

I think it's important for me to see sometimes that yes I've changed and grown from being the sixteen year old that fell in love with my husband coming from quitman high school. But on the flip side I'm still the same girl at heart and believe in the same things that I did then. And the best part is I got my dream life. Sure I thought id be making more money scratch that if I had known I would be making what I'm making now I'd be estactic! Inhad no reality of money then !!! I thought WE would both have it easier financially and I thought that we would own a nice house here. We do own s nice house in St Tammany I just thought this whole moving and paying rent and s mortgage thing would be no problem!!
But I got my husband! that was more important to mr than anything else.

I'm going to be including a pic of jet and I from lady year at the reunion and tonight! Enjoy!

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