Thoughtless Texting

Texting: short messages, usually without much thought.



I used to be text crazy, but then came facebook, blogging, and twitter.



Hubs and I text a lot.



And there's a few other people I'll text.



But, I did a completely brainless thing the other night.



Hubs brought in the mail and my college alumni magazine was there, with a picture of my class's 10th reunion.



I quickly flipped to the picture and found myself, hoping that I at least looked okay, knowing that it will be up on the college's website, labeled with names, and that I was in front.



So, oh, please, do not let them have used the pic where I was in the middle of yelling over at my boys, who were running around on the quad.



Please, no.



And, do you know what?



I looked cute.



As a button(did you know that "Button" is Hubs' nickname for me? It's a really cute story...)



I do not generally photograph well.



So, I was holding my breath, waiting on this pic.



A lot of my college friends weren't at the reunion, but I know that most would look at the pic online.



And I wanted to look good.



In college, I was awkward....



I didn't have very much confidence.



I was probably still cute, a little bit.



But, I always compared myself to others.



And the comparison was usually not good.



With age, has come confidence. Plus, I mutated at age 24 and look totally different now.



Maybe not too much, but hey, attitude counts for a lot.



I was SO excited that I grabbed my phone and texted College Buddy: Did you get our alum magazine? OMG, I look adorable!

Really, most of the people I went to college with will see my name and do a double-take: I look THAT different.

What I did not think about was CB's wife being the one to read the text and get peeeeee-issed about it.



Thinking that it was some sort of come on to her husband.



But, I can assure you that there is nothing there between us.


I think of him as my gay boyfriend, even though he's not gay...

It was just that he understood how I felt back in college and through my "growth" into confidence and how important it was for me to go back to the reunion looking good.



She did not take it that way.


OOPS!


But, I'm still excited about the picture.