So for Father's Day...I scheduled a vacation. For me. Not for Dad. What kind of daughter am I??
Okay to try to make myself sound a little less horrible...here's how that went. I wanted to schedule a week-long writing retreat, and the cabin where I wanted to stay only had so many options for an entire week being open. In addition, I needed to use up my vacation days before the end of June...and everyone else in my office was trying to do the same thing. So I was really limited on when I could go. Leaving on Father's Day was about the only choice I had.
But I made sure I stayed around to celebrate the holiday before I went on my journey. There. Am I forgiven??
Lunch was at Mom and Dad's house, and we were joined by Aunt B and Sandi, who is a good friend of Mom and Dad's.
Aunt B brought a plate of her FANTABULOUS caramel surprise brownies. Not the fake version like I make. The REAL ones. Oh. My. Word.
This is Dad, guessing what his gift is. A Lowe's gift card, of course. And this year I DIDN'T get him one that said "just married." (That's what I gave him last year - just to be funny.)
Dad and me...and I'm wearing an outfit that looks suspiciously like the one I wore on Mother's Day. It occurred to me DURING church Sunday morning that it was the same outfit. Good grief. It's not like I don't have any clothes!
I have to say - Dad is pretty good to me. This week while I was gone, he ushered my car around to the mechanic, checked on my thought-it-was-broken mower, and even mowed a bit of the yard for me. He takes good care of me. Happy Father's Day (again), Dad!
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