The photo is from our anniversary. We went into Sydney and had a day to ourselves. This is from the the Chinese gardens. Had to set the camera on a rock and take the photo on a timer, so it is not exactly centered or anything but it is a nice photo. I have better ones, but I cannot tell from the tiny thumbnails which are the good ones and which are the ones that are out of focus. Anyway, that is us.
I started this entry just to point out something that happened about a week ago that had me feeling the weight of time. It seems we went to a party for a friend of ours son. He turned 18 and had about 30-40 kids over to help celebrate. We were there, with about 15 other adults that were friends and family. The night started slow, supposed to start at 6 but most of the kids did not show up until 10, so we adults sat around and drank beer and ate all the food.
During the evening, the topic somehow came around to how old some of the kids were and some of the couples that were there. It seems a few of the older kids were married, or living together, I was never sure, and it turns out that one of them was pregnant. This was a relative and her parents were there and they started a discussion about them being too young to be grandparents. This started the discussion about ages and how old everyone was.
This is the scary part. It turns out, I was the oldest person at this party. I had a whole lot of trouble convincing everyone that I was only 39, but Juanita was there and she kept telling them otherwise. Now most of these people couldn't care less, but it turned out that I was actually the oldest person at the party. I have said that before. It is not as if I go to a lot of parties, but it has never been the case anytime we have gone out, party or no party, where I was the oldest one there. There have always been grandparents, parents, neighbors, relatives, someone who is actually older than I am, present at whatever the occasion might be. But if I haven't mentioned it, I was the oldest one at this party.
Now I am sure that most of the people who might actually read this entry are much older than I am, I am only 39 or will be next year, so the chances of anyone interested in the doings of Maeghan and William being younger than me are pretty slim. So you can understand my shock at this revelation that I have moved into the ranks of eldest person.
Not that I have a lot of problem with it, okay, I lied, I have a big problem with this. It cannot be so and I reminded everyone there, at the party, that I was in fact not the oldest person there and there must be some kind of mistake in the invitation process and as soon as the rest of the guests showed up, my status would change.
We ended up staying until around 11 or 12, way past my bedtime, and as the evening wore on, the only people that showed up seemed to get younger and younger. Having had my fill of the beer and draining most of the cheese and cracker plate, I finally decided to slink home without letting anyone know I had been there at all. So, if anyone asks, you can honestly say that I was never there and I was definitely not older than any of the other guests that might or might not have been at this so-called party. It never happened, and I am not afraid to swear to that in any court of law.
That's my story and I am sticking to it. Just to bring this around to having something to do with Maeghan and William, they were not there at the party. They stayed home with Natalie. So I guess that makes this a post about them and not the trauma I went through that probably caused me to miss most of the next day. Either that or it was the beer and late night that kept me asleep.
I am going to go now. I do have other news and I sent a lot of it to Daddy in an email. Not sure how much I will get around t repeating here, so if anyone knows who Daddy is, they can ask him. As for me, I am still working out of my funk and will probably need some kind of vacation or therapy in the near future, so posting news might get a little sparse. Then again, how much more sparse can it get that it already is.
Talk to you later
Well once again you have proved you are the best blogger in the world. I am confused that apparently you and I are the same age.
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