Tip #1. Bring your spouse to break the ice for you. My husband, Joe, saved me~ not even kidding. I recognized NO ONE (at first). As I was frozen in place, clutching my O'Douls and forgetting to breathe, he devised a plan on the spot. He started walking up to people in front of me and reaching his hand out asked how people were doing:) As they struggled to place him, he introduced himself as my husband. This gave me a minute to sneak a peek at nametags and quickly try and place them.
Tip #2. Do not wear short sleeves to this reunion ladies. Even the nearly anorexic ladies were sporting 'bingo flags.' Not pretty in the pictures; at all. I thought I was pretty hot to trot that night. Suffice it to say that when I saw my arms in the pictures I squeaked with dismay