This is a pretty accurate picture of my dad. He's a big cheeseball. He always had a joke ready for you, even if you don't see it coming. I don't think there's anything my dad can't fix or make, and if he can't, he'll find out how and do it anyway. He's getting wicked good at woodworking, and is cranking out some pretty sweet pens these days. He'll give you the shirt off his back if you needed it, along with a pair of pants (that inevitably won't match the shirt) if you needed those, too. My dad is the one who always said to us while we were growing up, "We live in this great big beautiful country, and I want you kids to see it!" I hated it then, but I love it now. I have seen much of America, and I'm glad I have. I love it. Is is a beautiful country. He's also always told me, "Don't sweat the small stuff" (before it was a best selling book), and I've always tried to take that advice. So far, it's worked. He's an all-around good guy, and I sure am glad he's my dad! Love you Dad!
By the way, Dad's birthday means it's my half birthday. So, where are the presents, people?
2 comments:
wait, did you just say you're a lady ?
might I remind you of this post
http://wetdonkey.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-sinner-but-at-least-i-know-it.html
hey - I want to see your kitchen decor. And what is a Tablescape? And napkin rings...I want to see? Okay - miss you sister. Glad you had fun camping. I believe you have a bit more outdoor adventure in you than you let on :)
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