I know that my Dad doesn't read this blog...he probably doesn't even know what a blog is but I still am wishing him a happy birthday. It is funny, my relationship with my Dad. It was brought to my attention yet again the other day when I was shopping for a birthday card. I just want to know where the birthday cards are for the Dads that you just met whom have had no actual input on how you were raised but have become an essential part of your life? Almost every card I picked up was way sappy..."Thanks for always being there, Dad" "I will always be your little girl" "You have always been the one I turn to"....barf barf barf. Does not apply to me at all. Ended up with a generic "From the both of us" cards.
My parents were never married, and not really in a relatioinship from what I can discern. He had no contact with me or Mom throughout my childhood. I understand why now but at that time it was hard. He chose his wife over his child and hey...he stuck to it so I guess he has bigger balls than most that I know. I had always felt like a part of me was missing. I met him & his wife 2 weeks before I moved to Louisiana in 2003. I know that he does regret making the decision that he did but I don't think that he would do anything different if he had to do it over again.
I love him & his wife with all of my heart. They have accepted me, accepted my DH and all of our kookyness with open arms. I just wish we hadn't wasted so much time. 26 years is too long.
ANYWAY...ENOUGH OF THE SAPPY SHIT!!!
Happy Birthday, Dad.
Here is the latest installment of Mirabilia's CEF.
I really am enjoying her. I don't think that I like the Easter Fairy enough yet. Plus I would have to buy it myself and that would really please DH so much. :)
Hoping to have a happydance with this one in the next 2 weeks...we'll see how the whisper thread and the beading go. I hate whisper and I have never done beading.