The weekend came and went by unbelievably fast, much like the past 25 years. Where has all the time gone? The last 25 years has blurred by me and all I can do now is reflect.
I worked the entire weekend again, I really need to stop doing seven days, but on Saturday it was my Grandpa's birthday. His birthday changes every year since everyone is following the Chinese calendar so I'm going to stop trying to circle a date on my calendar.
The look on my Grandpa's face as he received happy birthday's from each of his grand children, was a look that puts me to shame. Here I am complaining about 25 years flying by, and there he was despite being older then all of his grand children combined he could not have had a bigger smile on his face. It goes to show that it's not about how many years you've given up, rather it's about how many memories you've received.
Onward to Sunday, the date of my birthday potluck party. By the time 5pm rolled around, I was getting a little concerned, we had potato salad and samosas, and that was pretty much it in terms of food. As if on cue, my tardy friends pulled through and brought enough food to have left overs for a week.
We played the shot of beer every minute game, this deserves its own post, Kevin out of nowhere ends up winning the game despite being the underdog.
After everyone stuffed themselves with food and drinks I toasted to the past 25 years and 25 more to go. I think I said 25 to go which kind of means I'll live till 50. Not really what I was trying to say but we were all buzzed so hopefully no one remembers.
We all went to Dickens to play some touch football. There on the gridiron playgrounds we put together what was possibly the greatest team ever assembled: Team Livingstone. Standing on foreign soil the Livingstone alumni banded together to deliver what has to be the most lopsided victories in the history of lopsided victories. Three interceptions, a concrete wall of a defense, an offense that produced more then the entire industrial revolution, resulted in a final score of 21-0. The difference maker was that we played man to man defense while the other team played zone which left us wide open for Hail Marys. The highlight of the game was when Amanada bulldozered Bob to the floor.
The night ended off with cake at my house provided by Gloria, it was a delicious cake, too bad everyone was stuffed and we couldn't finish.
The gifts
I'm not really big on receiving gifts, but the gifts this year were really something special. Gloria got me a heart felt card along with a digital picture frame loaded with some great pictures (I'm sure it took her a long long time to choose). Amanda got me a metallic business card holder, complete with an engraving of my name. And the boys all signed a card made by Amanda with a cartoon picture of my face on it.
There really is no better way to close out a quarter of a century then with the events of the this weekend. And in closing: the past 25 years were all about learning (I've learned a lot and I'll surely continue learning), but the next 25 are what will define me, and I'll do whatever I can to ensure that it is a legacy I can look back on and be proud of, like my grandfather before me.
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