Happy Father's Day!

Today is Father’s day. Typically, I do Father’s Day and Dad’s Birthday all at once. So today I’m going to cook a late lunch for the guys: My Grandpa, my Dad, and my Fiance. Grandpa will spend most of his time creatively picking on my Dad, recommending he vote for Hillary. Not in a straightforward way, but in a more ribbing and entertaining style. My hardcore conservative father will ignore it while he works diligently to oversee my cooking, all while constantly tasting everything. My Fiance, who has been a step dad for almost six years now, will browse Facebook, Buzzfeed, or anything else that might catch his attention until the food is ready. There will be a conversation about Game of Thrones, and cake. It’s very likely that a John Wayne movie will be playing in the background. It’s possible that someone will be playing a video game...

If you follow my blog, you know I like to geek out. I thank my Dad for a lot of that. Without Dad, I wouldn't know about Star Wars, James Bond, Indiana Jones, John Wayne…The list goes on and on, and also includes the limited understanding of Professional Wrestling I have!

Anywho...

I’ve selected a memory to share with them today! It’s a good one, so I’m going to share it with you, too:

I stayed home from school one day, because I had the flu.  It was fall, so it was going around. It was probably the one time in my adolescence I wished that I felt well enough to be at school. I was camped out on the couch. Mom had put blankets down then cocooned me in before she left for work. Probably to make sure I didn’t go anywhere, since I’d be alone until dad got home. I was watching The Price is Right, one of the BEST things to watch when home from school sick. I had just watched an awesome round of my favorite game, Plinko! Pretty exciting, but as the commercials started I was reminded of how sick I felt. Every picture of food made me nauseous. At this point, I was so glad that food didn’t make sounds! I buried my face in my pillow and waited for the Showcase Showdown to begin. That’s when my dad got home from work, he brought me some pepto bismol, sprite, and soup. I was thankful, but again: not trying to think about food. He laughed when I told him though. was standing in the kitchen, I can remember this like it was yesterday:

“I got you some soup and sprite.”

“I can’t even look at food right now, It makes everything worse.”

“Oh?” He laughed, was quiet for a minute, then; “What about this…” Smiling, he holds up the gigantic bowl of candy from Halloween.

I had been talking with my face in the couch until he asked that, and I knew better than to look! It was more of an auto-reaction. My eyes took in the layers of chocolate and hard candy. The thought of all that sugar increased my nausea to it’s breaking point! I had to get somewhere FAST! The closest place was the kitchen sink, so that’s where it ended. No garbage disposal, and I had to clean that up myself. He thought it was hilarious, but I was so mad at him that day!

Ahh… memories! I was mad, but he’s a great Dad and I am lucky to have him!

Happy Father’s Day to all of you who work hard to best the best for your kids… today we show our love and appreciation for all of the things you to do to help our families be successful!