The other day I went out to lunch with two of my friends, Brooke and Melissa. (Kona's for all you Chico people). As we were eating our lunch a plethora of people wearing blue came in. Blue faces, blue t-shirts, etc.. I knew exactly what this was about, being a local girl. After several minutes two girls, wearing red shirts, walked into the restaurant full of blue-shirted kids (and us, of course). As soon as the girls walked in the blue people started booing and then chanting "vikings! vikings! vikings!" It took me right back to high school! Friday night was the "Almond Bowl," which is the football game between the two rival high schools of our city.
As they were yelling Melissa said, "You should get on the table and yell, 'Chico!" It made me think of just how old we probably seemed to all of these 15 and 16 year olds. I'm only 25, I feel young, but to a high school kid I'm probably old! I'm a mom with three kids. As Brooke mentioned, our 10 year high school reunions are coming up! It's so funny to think of how age is so relative. In high school I felt so mature and grown up. Now I look at them and they are YOUNG! When I first got married and joined the young married group at church I thought the ladies with kids, who scrapbooked and stuff, were so boring.
Oh, how times change! My friends and I are all doing very grown-up things. It's grown up to get date seriously, get married, have babies. Some of my friends from high school are even done having kids. But, I still feel the same! Will I ever feel "grown-up"?