Vacation and Anniversary Celebration!

While Geoff, The Dude and I are on vacation you will be hearing from most of the people that I am about to write about in this post. Its Anniversary Week! Enjoy! And I'll be back soon with photos and lots of good stuff to share.

xo

Renee

How I met Geoff:

The first time I met Geoff I was fourteen years old. I was an oober goober freshman with a really bad mullet. OK,Cut me some slack it was 1985. I was "theoretically" speaking, dating his friend at that time and as I sheepishly delivered a very poorly written high school note to said friend, Geoff came up to me and said you must be Mikey's little sister. I nodded my head, felt my face turn about a million shades of red and ran down the hall.

The between story:

At the end of my Freshman year I happened to notice a person looking sad and blue. Although I had extreme insecurity of speaking to upper classmen I had no problem associating with people my own age. Her name was Sarah Rogers. As we discussed the cruelties of Geoff's dumb friend we became instant friends. Sarah was by all accounts the exact opposite of me. When I think back on it Sarah had [still has] this amazing beauty. Stunning actually. She's the type of person that you go, why doesnt my eye make up look like that? How come when I wear a necklace like that I look like my grandmother and she can look like a goddess? What can I say some of us ducklings become swans before others. But we were kindred spirits from the get go.

pardon that little birdie.....

Throughout our highschool career we were without a doubt inseperable. Although we were the best of friends we circulated around differnt groups of people. We wrote stupid funny notes to each other, long phone calls were made, secret rings created for calls late at night [when we were not suppose to be on the phone] I could call her parents house right now in fact...xxx-0895. Its burned into my head. Sarah taught me how to dress more girly and do my hair. Which makes me laugh because when I would adventure out to purchase said horrific 80's wardrobe on my own I always ended up looking like the poster child for a homeless shelter. We grew up together and went through all the dramatics that teenage girls go through. She supported me in all my dumb mistakes and bad decisions. When I decided I would move to California she wrote me a letter every single week that I was there. Those letters are a piece of the pie that helped me make the decision to come home.

Well after we graduated from highschool and I moved back home Sarah had her own apartment. Which is a whole other chapter in our lives and the beginning of our pre-Adult years. [This entire section spawns a billion stories that I could dedicate an entire year of blogging and still not cover it all!!]

really its the Billy Idol and Bruce Springsteen Poster this is Plymouth College

How I met Geoff part deux:

My next encounter with Geoff was awkward at best. Sarah and I were going to a movie and we picked up Geoff at work in my Dads Buick Century. [a beast of a car]. I was instantly nervous. Geoff always made me act like a total dumb dumb. He would give me this look like, "what is wrong with you?" We went to see Back Draft and afterwards to Friendly's for coffee. Geoff was wearing black jeans, a black t-shirt, a black leather jacket, dark sunglasses, engineer boots with a full beard. Sounds scary but think Mad Max meets Wyatt Erp. Sarah departed for the little girls room. I swear she was in there forever! To much time for Geoff to ask a million questions that I didn't know the answers to. I was engaged to the wrong guy. I was messed up from California. I felt lost and alone and didn't know how to make it better for myself.

How I met Geoff part three:

I was at Sarahs house, months later, I'm not exactly sure how the three of us were all together [maybe Geoff remembers] I just remember MISTAKE coming to pick me up and Geoff looking at him like he was dirt. It was weird because they didn't know each other but there was instant friction. I never really gave it to much thought at the time.

My final encounter:

Many months later I was living on my own for the first time in my life. I was not engaged and I had no intention of ever dating anyone until I could sort myself out. I called Sarah to see what she was doing. "Just going to play pool with Geoff, no big deal come on out with us." Me, "Geoff thinks I'm a total idiot and always makes me uncomfortable." This was all very true and not for the gushy lovey things you may be thinking. He really did look at me like I needed medication. "No he doesn't, stop being a baby and come over." So, we all went to play pool and had a blast. Then, we came back to my very empty apartment, put a fire log in the fireplace and sat on the floor chatting away. This is also the night that Geoff looked over at me and said. "You look so beautiful sitting in front of the fire." To which I replied back, F-off you're not funny. [what a flower!!!]

A week or so later, Sarah was moving away to a far and distant new country. I was happy for her. I was sad for me. I was losing my best friend to life and change. I wasn't dealing so well with life and change at that time. My constant was no longer constant. At her going away party there are two things that stick out in my mind. Haggas and Geoff asking for my phone number. I didn't eat the haggas but gave my number to Geoff. What did I care. He was never going to call. I told him as much too.

Sarah the night before she left for the UK.

stayed tuned for next installment!