I still can't believe it's been 10 years since I graduated high school. My friend Kelly was our class president so she was tasked with coordinating the reunion for our us. She asked a bunch of friends for help and I immediately jumped in and offered to do whatever I could. Not because I'm an overachiever... I did it because I thought there would be so many people helping that I would basically just do one small thing and YAY be done :) It didn't exactly go that way though. Kelly and I along with our classmate Anthony planned 98% of the shindig... and it was overwhelming to say the least. But you get to a certain point where there is no turning back (and trust me, Kelly and I contemplated turning back!!)
The past few classes have celebrated their reunion at OC Tavern, a local bar. The bar lends their space for free, but it doesn't close down for the night. So the reunion is somewhat mixed with the general public. Kelly and I (somewhere in the craziness of being moms to 4 kids collectively) decided that a full blown, dinner-dancing-open bar reunion was exactly what our classmates needed. And somehow, it was able to happen!
Anthony was our ace in the hole. He plans weddings so he was AMAZING at wheeling and dealing with vendors to get prices down while maximizing what we were getting. Our other girlfriends lent us tons of glass jars, signs, decor - the works! And we had some amazing friends who helped us score deals on a photo booth, A/V equipment, and DJ setup. By some miracle it turned out to be AMAZING! But the process was so tiring that by the time the party rolled around, I was too exhausted to take pictures with my good camera. So I am dependent on iPhone photos :( I am still kicking myself for not just grabbing my camera and getting some shots.
And I know that in another 10 years, I will contemplate helping with the 20 year reunion. For my own personal record, here are the reasons I will NOT help... Even though we ended up selling 187 tickets, we fought tooth and nail until the very last day! We didn't break even until 4 days before the event. And breaking even just meant that any further funds we got, we had to figure out how to spend. You see, we got a tax ID, bank accounts - EVERYTHING to do this the right way. We basically opened a small business. But we refused to have any income because then we'd have to file taxes. Then there was the Facebook page (and the negativity that went along with it), the bitching about the date we chose, etc. The whole thing stressed me out so much that I developed a cold sore shortly after the party. Joy!
But I am really proud of the party we threw and I think everyone who joined us enjoyed it too. If they didn't, then they're crazy. Because tickets were as cheap as $55 for dinner, open bar all night, unlimited photo booth, DJ, and tons of AMAZINGNESS!