Just wondering

I left our moms' group playdate with too little time to go home, but too much time to go sit at the school waiting to pick up my Kindergartener. Just the right amount of time to go to Saxbys and get a chocolate chip fro-latte. (Only 1 point on Weight Watchers.) (That was a lie.)

So I'm sipping my mood-booster and cruising around Henderson and I noticed the last name of an old schoolmate of mine (from VERY long-ago --- 3rd & 4th grade!) on a construction project. It got me thinking about those two years that I went to private school with a whole bunch of kids a whole lot wealthier than me. How was I shaped by that experience?

I remember a swim party at one kid's house. There was a swordfish over the fireplace in his living room. Seems he and his dad went deepsea fishing on some regular basis. So... this classmate and his father were out on a boat in the Pacific while I was washing the Datsun on our front lawn. Fascinating.

Also, my best friend lived in the Country Club in a 28-story high-rise complete with doorman. Her father was a former senator and her mother was a well-educated, VERY eccentric woman who served radishes and skim milk for lunch. I think I am a more well-rounded person for having had these people in my life, but in what way? It's more than just something to blog about, but I suppose it will take another wander-y drive and another caffeine-infused drink to figure it out.