Dad's 100th Birthday Celebration

Hello, dear friends.  I hope that you had a good week.  One of the highlights of my week came Wednesday night when I spent another delightful evening with my book club buddies.  Another bright spot comes today when I meet my buddy, Mo for lunch.

It's official.  Our family's Patriarch is a Centenarian.  Here's a recap of last weekend's festivities celebrating my Father's 100th birthday.

Miss Daisy informed me weeks in advance that there was no way that she was going to miss out on this auspicious occasion.  She ended up getting the best seat in the house at the airport.

Friday night we met in the lobby of our hotel, the JW Marriott for a glass of vino to kick off the weekend.  
Remember the scarf that I mentioned in my A Few Favorite Things post?  

Sista and Nef #1 joined us with the customary 100 balloons.

Adorable Jonathon and Nef #1 - captains of the balloon platoon.

The balloons were soon attached to Dad's walker.

This is John B who grew up next door to us.  His parents and my parents were besties.  Three of his sistas from Connecticut flew in to celebrate.  He took a lot of the pics in this post.
Btw... the Mister could not make the trip because of a work obligation.  His loss and John B's gain!

We hosted a dinner for the out-of-town guests at a restaurant called Max's Wine Dive which was a few blocks away.  Our #2 was designated as the walker of the walker.  To say that it was windy that evening is an understatement.  
Note my girl's heels. 

Dad and Annie O took a pedicab to the restaurant.

We had a wonderful evening catching up with all our friends and family from near and far.

Note to self:  buy Dad some Brylcreem.

 If you've read my blog for awhile, you may remember me mentioning that my #2 is a health food nut likes to make wise food choices.  When we arrive in a new town, she researches and chooses a restaurant that she would like to try.  Between you and me she's had a few hits and plenty of misses.

Without a doubt, Picnik has been her biggest hit of all time.

I had the most delicious breakfast .. evah.  I ordered gluten free bread with smashed avocado, tomato, bacon, chili flake, toasted pine nuts, with a poached egg on top. 

And do you know what the specialty is?

Butter Coffee.

You heard me, Buttah Coffee. 

That evening, we met the B's and the O's in Dad's suite to watch an incredible video that one of the B's put together.  It was beautifully done and chronicled my Dad's life from where he was born to his career.  He was so moved by it, I thought that he was going to cry.  The B's also put together that banner above the TV with lots of old pictures.

This is Annie O who is a close family friend and Dad's partner in the pedicab.  I babysat for her children and worked for her husband.  There is no one more fun than Annie O.

Except for her son, Paulie O who is shown here with my BIL.

If you live in San Francisco and Paulie O looks familiar, I'm not surprised.

Rumor has it that he is quite the bachelor about town.

Two more of the B's.  C and M are twins and good buddies of mine.  We used to hang out quite a lot in our single days.  I can never run for President while these lovely ladies are alive.

Sista and Nef #1 enjoying the party on the rooftop of the Marriott.  Unfortunately, Nef #2 broke his ankle that week and couldn't make the party.
By the way, Sista did all the work when it came to the party planning.  It's only fair that I got to take all of the credit.

Miss Daisy was in good hands.

My cousin Louise flew in from Massachusetts.

My cousin, John and his lovely wife, Debbie made the trek from sunny California.

Sista, Aunt Betti (John's Mom), moi, and John.

#1 moving in on my date.

I'm your favorite, right Gramps?

 

This is Miss Norma who has been my Dad's sweetheart for many years.   

Remember Susie B?  She was a guest at the Kennedy Compound and Sista and I attended her bachelorette party a couple of years ago.  She's another one that knows all my secrets.

Annie O has appointed herself Jonathon's new life coach. 
Her goal?
To pop a certain question to his love.

Update:  Annie O still has some work to do.

My Dad called me three times this week to tell me that this was the best weekend of his life.
Who knew that it would take 100 years?

Until next time...

Lisa Jane