Things that make you go "hmmmm"
I turned 43 on Monday. My mother wonders how she could have a 43 year-old kid; I got a card from a friend who reflected with amusement that we’ve known each other over 25 years, now; and a younger colleague who asked me what living in Phoenix was like – when I stipulated that I was there in 1989-1991 – scoffed “oh, that’s so long ago!”
(Yes, there are probably more important things to blog about. Thank heaven for my sensible co-blogger abc. And I’ll get some more stuff up here later tonight.)