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I have officially survived my 25th high school reunion. Details later. There were some folks I am glad to have reconnected with, even if it turns out to be only for a handful of hours. But what I really want to know is, why do people who ignore you all night -- two nights and a picnic actually, should you be keeping score -- suddenly all want to say hi as you're pushing your way toward the door at the end of the evening? It hit completely absurd levels tonight. I laughed all the way home.

Simone gasped as I went out the door this evening, "Mommy! You dressed so beautiful! Are you going to a party? Can I come too? I can just sit in the car."

Tomorrow we go to the zoo.

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