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...a male & female point of view...We are two former coworkers who share similar ideas on what's absurd...or just plain funny...thought we could offer a unique view on life & stuff...

Monday, June 20, 2005

 

Father's Day

25 Things I Learned From Dad

1. He’ll always be proud of me.
2. How to read a map.
3. Don’t lick your knife.
4. To understand sports obsessions.
5. To love traveling...anywhere.
6. Money doesn’t grow on trees.
7. Never throw out your favorite jeans, the fading & the holes just make them better.
8. Be nice to store clerks...even if that means spending 30 minutes chatting with them about their ungrateful children.
9. Pretend that you are not shy...someday you might believe it.
10. If no one laughs at your joke...that doesn’t mean it ain’t funny.
11. Having the ability to tell a great story is a wonderful thing. When you are making yet another trip to the ER...because your little girl self fell out of a tree or rammed your beautiful pink bike into a wall...the pain goes away if the story is really good.
12. How to hang a spoon from my nose.
13. That talents are not to be wasted.
14. & Everyone has at least one special talent.
15. Creativity takes many forms.
16. That the kids are usually more fun to hang out with at parties.
17. No one cares if you can’t dance...just get up & do it.
18. To drive (& to love driving).
19. That tailgating is ok...if the guy in front of you is going under the speed limit...(how else is he ever gonna learn?).
20. Never be apologetic when it comes to your beliefs about anything.
21. Having a beer (an ale...actually...not that you should care...I’m just saying...) in a bar in the middle of the Irish countryside is a moment to cherish.
22. That you should know your own family’s story.
23. How to find what you love...then figure out a way to actually get paid for it.
24. That the friends you make when you are 5 years old never ever leave your heart.
25. That I am lucky to be so very much like my Dad.


Happy Father’s Day.

I’m a complete & total sap when it comes to my father...& if you don’t like it...you can lump it.

Dad says things like this...& I have no friggin clue what that means.


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