Happy Father's Day
Dad's. What can you say? They are each one of a kind. We were talking at work today about our father's and how each of them have a "thing". You know, that one thing that they always do, say, complain about, don't say, whatever. . .they all have a thing. My dad's thing is shoes. Not buying them but telling my brother and I to wear them. No matter what we did as kid's our dad would always yell at us to "Put on some God D***n shoes". It is amazing what can happen to you in my dad's world if you don't have shoes on. It runs the gambit from electrocution to losing parts of your foot from doing something so simple as ironing. Laundry? Heck, that required steel toed boots lest the legion of harm that could befall one be diverted. I'm sure it drove him (and probably still does) nuts that my brother and I both hate shoes and don't ever wear them unless absolutely necessary.


2 Comments:
Okay, I remember when you were hobbled for quite some time after STEPPING ON A STICK in your backyard a million years ago.
I have to say, I think I'm with your father on this one...
Be careful out there -
Melissa
(always happy to bring up slightly embarrassing accounts of your past :))
So funny! My Dad has the same weird show thing. Don't get it.
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