Elisha's High School Reunion

This past weekend we returned to Bountiful, the site of Elisha's high school education. The time had come for Viewmont High School's Class of '99 reunion. The event was done in two pieces: Dinner for the adults at the Joseph Smith Memorial Building on Friday night, and a picnic in the park for the whole family Saturday afternoon.

Upon entering the banquet room where the dinner was held, it didn't take long for Elisha to feel like we were back in high school again, and Elisha made up her mind that this was the last reunion she'd ever attend. Searching for a table with at least one person she knew, we found a group with some familiar faces, or at least ones that didn't look too mean.

As the evening progressed it actually became fun. In fact, Elisha even decided that after five or ten years she would come back. Once we got settled in it stopped feeling like the good old days, you know the ones where you feel like you're constantly being judged, and it started to be entertaining to see the way people had changed. Even though Jason wasn't a student at Viewmont, one of his favorite parts of the evening was the then and now photo collage. It was also nice to hear a few students compete to see who had the worst job. (A data entry clerk for a credit repair firm won.)

Throughout the evening they had a raffle. When the Free Taco Time combo meal coupons came up, Elisha closed her eyes and said, "Not us! Not us!" Of course Jason's name was called out.


Awhile later when the $25 Costco gift card was being awarded, Elisha again closed her eyes and said, "Not us! Not us!" Upon seeing Jason's confused expression, she explained that it worked last time, and sure enough Elisha's name was called.


We used the gift card to buy formula for Harrison, so it looks like we all won a free dinner.

The best part of the next day was when Harrison got to meet someone else with his name for the first time. Actually he slept through it, but his parents were pretty excited that Elisha has a classmate that named their firstborn with the same name, and for similar reasons.

The highlight of the entire trip had to of been when two people confessed to being stalkers of our blog. (The reunion commitee has a blog and put links to the blogs of classmates.) We were really excited to learn that some people had been keeping up with the Jones'. We hope that just because the reunion is over that they don't stop. In fact, we have started to return the favor. Who knows, maybe by the next reunion, we might not have to try so hard to find a table because we can just sit next to our "blog friends."