Been A Long Time

It has been a long time since I've written (yikes). This was due in part to a lack of newness and the fact that I was planning a reunion with my former college roomies.



It had been 27 years since I had last seen my former college roomie Berkeley - talk about a long time. It had been somewhere between seven and ten years since I'd last seen my former college roomie Lisa and just a few months since I'd seen Theresa and well, Sarah, thankfully I see her frequently.

After much wrangling, coaxing, and cajoling, I managed to pull together a short reunion planned for last Wednesday, through Friday. We were to meet for lunch in SF at Chez Papa Resto and then either carpool or caravan up to Sonoma to the Sonoma Mission Inn.

Sarah was the first to arrive. We see each other often so there were no surprises other than her broken foot. Berkeley Lisa arrived next. It was fantastic to see her. Sarah, Lisa and I had been best friend (we even had small gold pieces that fit together, "we're", "best", "friends"). It was so great for the three of us to be together again - just like old times.

Berkeley and her boyfriend Jerry arrived - Berks looked as naturally beautiful as ever, and then Theresa joined us with her brother Lon (hot!).

After lunch we headed up North. Lisa and I in one car, Theresa and Berks in the other. The first night together was full of giggles and wine - or wine and then giggles. If our rooms had adjoined, we would have been popping in and out like a college dorm. Instead we walked next door with the door propped ajar with the lock.

We went out for dinner and reminisced about the old days (sigh) and talked about our lives, their kids, my cats. Most of the "kids" are now practically adults, either having graduated from college or just heading off. After dinner, giddy from wine, we fell right back into our old habits..."who has pot?" I know, I know, it's silly, but there we were, four middle-aged women in search of a joint. "Ask a waiter!" I chimed in. We pushed Berks back into the restaurant. True to form, we were directed to a dive bar where Berks chatted up a bar dude and walked out with a pathetic little bag of crappy weed - but it was all fun and giggles as the thrill of the hunt was the most fun.





The next day we lounged by the pool and then around three p.m. went off to wine taste. Afterwards we headed to Cafe La Haye (top 100 SF Chron list) for a fabulous meal, and then back to the room for more giggles. By this time, Berkeley's bf Jerry had joined us, causing Theresa to get a roll-away bed into our little room. Berkeley's luggage had become separated when she flew out to SF, only arriving at midnight Thursday night. In the mean time we resorted back to our collegial ways and shared our clothes - just like old times.

There was so much more that happened (inappropropriate to share with the world), but suffice it to say that we had a great time and vowed to keep in touch - perhaps even have annual reunions. Only time will tell.