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June 20, 2005
Father's Day
On Mother's Day, I like to go to brunch. That's it, really. I like brunch.
Jeff doesn't have any traditional Father's Day desires, so we usually just wing it. Let the record show, though, that I offered to take him to a baseball game.
I taught Connor how to make French toast for breakfast, and then the boys gave Jeff the book we made for him. I asked Jeff what he wanted to do for the day. He wanted to go to Fry's.
Okay. I've never been to Fry's. It's a computer store. I love Jeff, but ... it's a computer store. He's better off going without me, and I'm usually better off staying home. But today I went.
Have you been to a Fry's? That's not a computer store. I mean, yes, it had computers. It also had CDs, DVDs, telescopes, appliances, books, and a cafe serving good coffee and soda fountain drinks.
For Heaven's sakes. I'd have gone to Fry's every time if I'd known about all of that.
Amy asked that everyone list what they ate today. Eh, we had crock pot potroast and sweet potatoes. Nothing special. Nothing nearly as good as what Amy had.
And then the kids got to talk, via the magic of the internet and video cameras, to their Grandpa Steve. Grandpa Steve, my Dad, lives in Florida. The kids don't get to see my parents very often ... in fact it's been two years now. They get to see their other grandparents a couple of times a year and I'm glad of that; but I'm sorry they're growing up without knowing my parents. It's sad, and it's difficult to comprehend, even though I grew up far from my own grandparents and never really knew them. I only have an idea of the people they were.
But this is getting depressing. Let's take a jump to the left.
Do you know what was the most important thing my Dad ever said to me? When I was at the lowest point in my life, he told me I was strong, and I would get through it. And hey - it turns out that he was right! The funny thing is that I didn't know that I was strong until then; but I've known it every day since then.
That's what Dads are for.
Posted by lynx at June 20, 2005 12:03 AM
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Jeff,
What are you doing giving away the secrets of Fry's? I hope you didn't show her the secret room in the back of the store, too.....
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at June 21, 2005 8:16 AM