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Jun. 15th, 2002

You know you have a special relationship when your mate calls you stinqkitty when you come out of the bathroom, and has scented candles burning in a very.. visible.. manner... and both of you find it hilarious.

I'm not one that finds bodily functions to be particularly entertaining. So I'm fairly sure the laughter that's kept bubbling up to the surface out of both of us is due to something else.

We curled up on the couch and sampled the skinny cow fudge bars (which are scrumptious if you were wondering), and watched Stargate, which I hadn't seen. And I have to say, the visuals in the movie were very very well done. Since the commission I am working on is Egyptian themed, I believe I'm going to watch that again a few times. ;)

It's been a wonderful day. We went to pick up Father's day cards at Hallmark; and I don't know about Bren's choice, but mine was *perfect* for my Dad. I can't remember how many times over the years he's fussed at me about the way I maintain my vehicles (I don't. :p)... the outside of the card starts out, 'Dad, I checked my oil the other day'... the inside says, 'It's still dark and icky'. This goes along with something I had wanted to do for his father's day, but just didn't have the time. I started to draw little scenes out of my childhood... fixing my car (my first car had... problems. Mom said it had character. ;)), the infamous canoe trip we took when I was 14 (never. ever. again.), and just the little things that my father has done for me in my life. He helped me move countless times, he taught me that cooking is more than taking something out of a can and nuking it, he gave me an appreciation of God's creations, and a love of nature. Dad and I haven't always got along. I know it was hard for him to relate to me, and understand why I felt the way I did about certain things. The fact that I was such an emotional child I think made it worse. But even when I did unforgivable things... he forgave... and let me come home when I needed to.

So to my father... Thank you for being there for me. Thank you for being firm, for instilling in me a sense of purpose, and giving me good values and morals. I know you and mom don't think you were very successful in raising me... but... the lessons you taught did sink in.

I love you both very much.


I tootled around with Paypal a bit. I had completely forgotten I had money in there. Upgraded my account to their premier service and went to have my account validated. Looking at the features they have available, I'd almost rather use them than my actual bank account. We'll see how that works out. I'm definately interested in their online bill pay feature.

We've made some tentative plans for tomorrow... mostly to finish going through my car, sorting through books and videos and decide what we're keeping and what we're donating to the library. During our browse through Blockbuster looking at the dvds for sale, I think I'm going to start a list of movies that we need to pick up on dvd. There were quite a few we saw that I covet.

Cailet is currently ripping around the living room, playing with her catnip mouse and beads. That poor kitty needs a diet. Her tummy flab flops from side to side as she runs. I may have to toss her into the bathroom tonight if she doesn't calm down. It's getting late, and I am more interested in sleeping unmolested than having a cat tapdance on my head.

I believe I'm going to go brush my teeth before I pass out at the keyboard.

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lanakila
Jun. 17th, 2002 06:35 am (UTC)
Father's Day
An excellent and touching post regarding the love that you have for your father!
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