I’m just sitting here eating brownies and being in love.
(My boyfriend made me brownies and although I love him for other reasons, the brownies certainly don’t hurt).
brb, going on a 6 day boating expedition with my dad.
My parents are going out tomorrow to celebrate their 24th wedding anniversary.
They sure are bad at being divorced.
It’s my dad’s birthday! He’s something else. Best dad.
When I was little and he’d tell my brother and me to do our chores, we’d grumble and roll our eyes and just generally be twerps, and he’d hug us and ask us if he’d told us he loved us yet today. It made doing the dishes seem like a lot less work.
When I was 6, I got one of those round brushes stuck in my hair (I wanted to have curly hair, and, well, it got messy. I’m pretty sure every girl who grew up with straight hair has had this happen to them). My dad spent 4 hours with me, patiently tugging and coaxing the bristles from my hair. He knew that it would break my little heart to chop off the hair I had been growing out.
Every day in middle school, I’d slump (ha! scoliosis!) in from the bus, weary with the awfulness of adolescence, and there he’d be, with a cup of hot tea and ready to talk about my day (or just watch Gilmore Girls with me).
He came to every choir, band, show choir, and theater performance, track meet, cross country race, and honors banquet for 12 years straight. He’s a good guy to go on an international canoeing trip with. We can have comfortable silences, or we can listen to NPR (hooray!). He comes to pick me up when I want to go home at the drop of a hat, and, all in all, he’s everything a dad should be.
I hardly even resent him for passing along his ginger skin genes without the lovely red headedness.
My grandfather had a small stroke yesterday, but he’s feeling ok, and there isn’t any apparent damage. How do we know? The nurse asked him if he needed anything, and he replied “a beer”.
I think my father’s father is too tough to die. He’s going to outlive us all. (And not out of spite, like my other grandpa, but rather because he’s not enough of a pansy to die of something as innocuous as old age.)