Regrets & Mistakes, They're Memories Made

I always wanted to have that friend. You know..the one you grew up with, graduated high school with. Shared the memory of being the maid of honor at each others weddings. Had kids together in hopes they'd share your bond. And some day, if we were both lucky enough, we'd sit on our rockers drinking tea (or scotch) and reminisce about our youth.

Some of You Peaked in High School..

Im a product of the generation Brat Pack. Its true..my father still cringes every time TBS airs the Breakfast Club. High School was the best time of my life. I think with all life throws at you, there should be more solstice to remembering days when you could stay home if you were really sick, there was no "corrective action" if your work wasn't done, and it was a given you'd be off for holidays and weekends.

Apples to Apples

Did you ever notice that apples always look good on the outside? Their leaves are always green, the body is always crimson and crisp looking. Kind of deceiving.