Daddy's little girl

With Father's Day approaching, here is a story I remember about me and my Dad (who had the misfortune of only having girls).

When I was about 12 or 13 my Dad decided to sell his old station wagon. He decided that if we helped him keep the car clean we would split the profits of selling it. I guess he knew the old jelopy wasn't worth much. I can't remember if my sisters took part in this windfall or not, but I took on the challenge.

After what seemed forever finally we had a phone call that someone was interested in the car and would be by later that evening to look at it. I was thrilled. I also happened to have been left home alone that day with not much to do. So...I went out to inspect our sparkling gold mine. I lifted the hood and was horrified at the filth of the engine. I decided to put in a few hours of elbow grease and soap to get rid of the yucky grease! That baby was sparkling inside as much as outside when I was done. I was so proud of the work I had done, I had earned my share of the profits! Well my Dad wasn't so impressed when he got home from work and tried to start the car. All my efforts had flooded the car bad. When the guy came to look at the car it still wouldn't start! I learned something valuable that day about cars ... :) ...they need yucky grease!!!!

I can't even remember the end of the story but that guy didn't buy it.

Anyhow, to the amazing Dads I know, have a wonderful Father's Day and teach your girly girls about that yucky grease!

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Today my love is 48

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAVID!!!!!!!
I know your day will be filled with sunshine and love.
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This guy is so inspirational....

http://mpablog.typepad.com/david_foster/

If any of you want to know what David is going through ....I stumbled on this guy's blog somehow last week.

Things happen for reasons I am convinced. It was so validating to read what this David was going through. My David is currently taking "Nexavar" just like David Foster had and they shared so many similar challenges. It gave me a lot of comfort. It seems that he has a spirit so similar to John's, I love it.

I sent him an e-mail to tell him a bit about my story and to thank him for giving a piece of himself at a time when he is facing so many personal challenges.

I hope you find it as uplifting as we did.

TEN SHORT YEARS AGO HE BECAME A TEENAGER!

Now my baby is 23. I a very proud of him. He is horribly responsible, incredibly mature, wonderfully handsome and I'm not even bragging. Hugs and kisses to you. I love you. xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo