Interesting numbers: In which my family geeks out on my birthday

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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I turned 22 a few days ago. Not an interesting number, not fraught with coming-of-age symbolism, and no big party to go with it. Nice and low-key, I thought.

My parents and brothers took me out to dinner, which was pleasant and uneventful. Nobody made a scene or drew a bunch of attention to me (unlike the year my little brother Alex faked a nosebleed at the hibachi place so he could sneak out and inform the host that it was my birthday, and that the whole staff should come out with a gong and a funny hat to sing and stick my photograph on the birthday wall of shame).

No, this time they managed to rein in their out-of-tune enthusiasm until we were driving home. When the happy birthday cacophony ended, my mom started to get very reflective.

“Just think, you’re half my age today. You’re 22 and I’m 44.”

I look over at Alex and see where this is going.

“And Alex is 11.”

I am twice my brother’s age and half my mom’s age, and this is the most awesome thing my mom’s seen in a while.

“This is never going to happen again. We’ve got to get a picture together!”

So we do, sitting in ascending order of age and holding Sharpie’d signs. 11, 22, 44.

With ages like this, I am surely one of the coolest people in MPSIMS, at least until November, when my brother turns 12 and ruins our perfect numerical harmony.

Or until someone comes along with an even cooler confluence of birthdays, ages, or significant numbers. Seriously, try to top this!

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I was born 1 year and 1 month after my parents married. My sister was born 2 years and 2 months after me. My brother was born 3 years and 3 months after her. Does that count?

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And it’s all arbitrarily based upon the amount of time it takes for the Earth to orbit the Sun. How’s that for “significant?”

4

Hey, if you’ve got a better measurement standard than that, I’d be happy to switch. Preferrably to something that gives longer weekends, if possible. :slight_smile:

5

Three people are involved in this story. Myself, a strapping young lad (at the time). My aunt’s husband, Tex. My grandmother’s father, Bert.

On August 19th, 1971, Tex turned 19, Bert turned 70, and I turned 1.

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Only cool if someone else turned 8.

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On 8/8/8, I ended my 44th year.

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my birthday in 08-08-08, I was 54 years old, born in 1954.

shoudda bought a lottery ticket!

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Not as impressive, but three generations in our family were 25 years apart. My father made us “Quarter-Century Club” t-shirts in 1993 (Mom and he were 50, I was 25, and Grandma (the only living grandparent) was 75).

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The 3 people I started my business with (including me) all have birthdays on the 28th, in different months.

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It’s certainly not all THAT remarkable, but there’s some noteworthy clustering of birthdays among the 15 people comprising my wife and I and our extended families (our parents, our two kids, and a sister who’s married with kids for each of us). We have:

-three birthdays within nine days in February (5th, 7th, and 14th)
-three birthdays within five days in April (23rd, 24th, and 27th)
-three birthdays within five days in August (2nd, 4th, and 6th)
-five birthdays within 27 days in November and early December (10th, 15th, two on the 25th, December 7th)

This leaves only one outlier (the older niece, born in late May). My SIL is expecting an outlier-to-be next week.

The August one is the coolest because it’s progressively generational- my mom’s on the 2nd, mine on the 4th, and my brand new baby’s on the 6th. Pressure’s now on the child to someday have a kid of his own on the 8th.

Yeah, I know that an evenly-spaced distribution would be the truly exceptional event. On the other hand, we certainly do have more pronounced birthday seasons and birthday-less dry spells than you might expect, too.

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My husband (second) is 14.5 years younger than me.
My daughter is 14.5 years younger than he is.

Lame, but the best I could do.

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Uh, I got one, I got one!

Uhh… welll… every year, my birthday falls on the same day! Facts are interesting!

But srsly though, my birthday is on St. Patricks Day. That’s my claim to birthday novelty.

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I’m sure someone did…

I got nothing - apart from when I turned 30 I was half the age of my Mum, and realised that would never happen again…that works for anyone though, pretty much

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Not really numerical, but fun nonetheless.

My birthday is on November 1st. My nephew was due on the 1st. He was actually born on the 3rd. His name is Gavin. A guy named Gavin in my office became a father to a boy on the 1st. Some seven months later I was at a party and I met a woman with a baby boy named Gavin. Gavin was about seven months old.

What day was he born? Ah. The 2nd.

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My son is 6, my sister is 16, I am 26, my uncle is 36, and my mom is 46. Sis better make it happen in four years.

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I never seem to meet ANYONE with my birthday, and here’s two other 8-8’s!

I turned 17 (wish it was 18) on 8-8-88 and turned 37 on 8-8-8. I hope to make it to my 117th birthday on the next 8-8-88.

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What? the OP’s posting discusses ages in a 1:2:4 sequence and the next posting discusses ages whose separations are in a 1:2:3 sequence. How are they dependent on the Earth’s orbit? The same would be true in seconds or in the gestation periods of hamsters.

Wait, wait, I’ve got one. My high school girlfriend and I were born about 2 hours apart, and she forgot my birthday. Does that count?

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I like mine:

One of my daughters was born in 1990, I was born in 1960, my dad was born in 1930.

When she turns 30 I’ll turn 60 and my dad will turn 90.

:cool:

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I have to wait until 12/12/12 for a cool birthday.

This year I turn 24, which is 12+12. Not as cool.