Lessons Learned In Bellingham

Observations and Lessons Learned

“Youth being wasted on the young” is as cliche as “enjoy them when they’re small because they grow up fast.”  Well, my youngest is now 5 and someone replaced the shower curtain for a real door in the unisex restroom of the bar I spent many nights not studying.

I mentioned in my last post that I recently took a road trip to celebrate old friendships and visit my old college town.  While it was fun to go down memory lane for a few days, it was also a time of introspection.  Listening to the Cliff Noted version of my friends lives for the past 16 years and telling my own was wonderful and woeful at the same time.

I learned a lot about myself this girls weekend.  I will stop short of saying I learned almost as much as I did in college.  Especially since my brother, Spencer, was just accepted into the Evergreen State College and my parents don’t need to hear that shit.  Also, my degree was in psychology which just means I didn’t know they actually offered a degree in recreation.

It may not be rocket science, but these are my takeaways from this weekend:

• I don’t remember as much as I should.  Perhaps brain cells were the collateral damage of the jousting match between the camel toe and FUPA (Fat Upper Pubic Area) created by all the high waisted jeans I rocked in the day.
• Doc Martens are a good investment.  My friend, Teri, was wearing the pair she bought in school.
• In 4 years, my child will be in college.  I want her to learn more than I did, but still I want her to have fun.  Mostly, though, I want her to dress more appropriately than some of the skanky whores we saw walking around campus.
• I’ve still got it.  Or maybe it was one of my friends.  Whatever.  We were invited to a Warehouse Party by a total douche that reeked of marijuana and had his face pierced.  Or he could have been trying to sell us weed.
• Face rape is not funny.  Midway through the directions to the warehouse party, the pierced guy noticed our blank stares and asked “what are the chances you will come?”  In unison, we all answered “nope,” “none,” and “0.”  Before we knew what hit us, he said goodbye and gave us all a full on mouth kiss..boom, boom, boom.  WTF.  Which obviously leads to…
• Having the resources to take a cab is a much better alternative to walking or hitching a ride with someone who is trying to sell you chronic.  However, the plan for a group run to get your car sounds far better at midnight than 08:00 in the morning.
• I don’t want to wait another 16 years for another weekend away with these wonderful women.
• They don’t live too far away from me, we could certainly do a Moms Night Out.
•  The Evergreen State College is kind of like crossing the Canadian border.  They’ll take anyone.  Just kidding baby brother – congratulations.

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Poppy

Poppy is a runner, writer, and mother of 3 children ranging in ages from 5 to 14. By day she's shuttling teenagers to the mall or someone to a birthday party in between Costco trips. She may not have had a pedicure in 5 years, but she still makes time for moms night out, girls nights in, or local PDX events with good friends. Recovery from fun nights out include a healthy lifestyle of marathon training, triathlon training, and lean eating. Parenthood can be messy, but Poppy always manages to find the funny under the snot.

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