Good call, shrift.
I realized that 2019, which is not that far away, will mark the 100th anniversary of my father's birth.
And my grandmother's. And my 50th. My great grandmother was 50 when my mother was born, my grandmother was 50 when I was born, but I broke the streak for my mother's 50th.
Oh, wow, I saw the beginning of the flat earth feud but that escalation is awesomesauce (I can tell without actually watching the video, which will have to wait until after work)
A big year for parties for you, t.
I got nothing special for 2019, but 2016 marks my 30th year in San Francisco.
That's a nice thought.
2016 would be my 30th high school reunion. Last year classmates were making noises about actually having a reunion (there was one somewhere between 5 and 10, but nothing since. We don't have an official alumni association so far as I know) but I haven't heard anything recently and if something gets planned last minutish I doubt I will go. It's a schlep to Baton Rouge for just a weekend with people I don't actually want to spend a whole lot of time with, I just want to say "hi, how's it going, you look great" and look at pictures of their kids.
2019 is the 100th anniversary of my one grandmother's birth as well.
One of my grandfathers' birthdays too. I guess it was a celebratory year.
World War I ended just prior, so I can see why it would be a big year for babies.
It amuses me that so many grandparents were born in 1919 and it was my father born then. Or maybe I'm just old.
2016 is my 35th high school reunion. To which I won't go, and will probably not receive an invite. I would've forgotten about it if this convo hadn't prompted me to look it up.
Minor work rant, ahoy:
Seriously, boss, the day before the deadline you tell me that two of things I've been working on aren't even necessary and can wait til next week? Way to help me prioritize. Oh, and waiting until the day before deadline to tell me Important Thing #1 isn't being done in-house anymore and that's why no one from the in-house team is replying to me on it? Way to communicate, everyone, well done indeed.
Connie, regarding your older father, my twins kindergarten class had its hundredth day of school this week, and all of the kids were supposed to dress like they were 100 years old.
Done more knowingly it might have been a good teaching moment for ageism (this is an elementary school with kids from 29 countries speaking 31 native languages, so they would have not had a "dress like a Mexican" day) but it was done in all innocence.
Anyway, for many of the kids 100 seemed like an impossible age. My kids were, 'That's not so old, my dad is 61.' One of the kids had a great-grandmother younger two years older than me (the locals start early).