Lynn's Crazy Day: A Blast From the Past

At the end of last year, one of my classmates husband emailed me to ask if we could get together all five of the girls that hung out together and surprise his wife,Connie, for her birthday. Her birhtday was Feb 11 and we went to Atlanta on Feb 19th to spend the weekend. I am on the left, Sheila from Pensacola is next, Connie is next, Becky is in the black standing on the chair, one of Connies friend is next and then my friend Kim. The first night, Kim, Becky and I drove over on Thursday night and spent the night with my sister in Stockbridge. I think we stayed up until 4:30am talking to them. She had not seen them in probably 20 years. I had not seen Sheila and Connie in 20 years. I see Kim and Becky all the time. They still live around here. On Friday, we drove up to Cummings, Ga to surprise Connie. I forgot to mention that her sweet husband Jay payed for and planned this whole weekend. We walked in to Spondivits resturant with our feather boas on. Are we not a sight for sore eyes? Connie was completely surprised. Needless to say, the waitress put us in our own room. After eating, we spent the night at Connies house. It was just like high school having a palet party all over again. We woke the next morning to any kind of breakfest you could imagine. He made appts for 1:00 on Saturday for all 5 of us to pampered with a massage and facial. WONDERFUL!!!! We then headed to spend the night ath the Marriott in downtown Atlanta after a brief stop at the local mall. After arriving at the Marriott, we rushed to get ready to head for the Cirque Du Soleil. This was the most entertaining circus that I had ever been to. After a wonderful dinner at a fine mexican resturant, we head back to the room. Again, another palet party. FUN, FUN. We got up on Sunday morning to go and see Connies to girls who are now married and her oldest just had their first child on 01/01/09. It was great to see the girls all grown up and the baby is just beautiful. Hard to believe Connie is a grandmother. After our visit, we headed back home only to stop in Toucaloosa to see one of our other classmates, Angela and her son Conner. Angela was one grade ahead of us. I sure hated for the weekend to end and come back to the real world. WE HAD A BLAST.