I have a great dad who is a wonderful, kind man.  When I was a lonely AWKWARD teenager, my dad was my best friend and my hero.    

My dad has always set a wonderful example of what it means to be a good man.  I feel confident that his influence and example are a huge reason I have such a WONDERFUL husband. 

 

My dad is not perfect, but he is someone who WORKS on his shortcomings. That example is the reason that I strive to deal with, confront and overcome my MANY, many, MANY shortcomings.  My dad has cheered me on through my successes and has allowed me to FAIL.  When I have failed he has offered me advice and stood back as I figured out my next steps.  

He has been a wonderful coach, cheerleader, and father.  

At times throughout my life, he has also dutifully served the roles of: best-girl-friend, confidant, dating coach, friend, hero, and mom.  

If I grow up to be ½ the person my father is, my life will have been well spent.

However, 3 times a year, (typically, on the phone with my little brother) I exclaim from the depths of my soul, “Dad is the WORST...”  After my glowing remarks (see above) you may ask, “What the heck are those occasions?”  Well, you are in luck, I am about to tell you!  Those 3 times a year are: Father’s Day, Dad’s Birthday, and Christmas.

You may think those are odd days to lament... so I will explain further.  My dad is the WORST... person to buy gifts for!  He is equal parts: Adult, tech geek, 5 year old boy, and wierdo.  He also has a nasty habit of buying the things he wants for himself!  He also hates telling us the things he wants b/c he doesn’t want us to feel like we have to buy him stuff.  --- My job would be soooooo much easier if my dad was just a bit more selfish!  But then, I probably wouldn’t like him as much as I do!

My goal is always the same, to get him something that will do one of the following:
1.)  Make him laugh.  (Christmas = Star Ship Enterprise pizza cutter -- He LOVED it).
2.)  Something he will use.  (Tait found an awesome deal on a used compound miter saw on Craigslist one year, we mailed it to dad -- He LOVED it).


His birthday present (which is now a month late and still sitting in MY kitchen waiting to be mailed) surely falls into the make you laugh category.  

Now to the point of this entry!

Many (or all) of you read my blog entries and think, What the heck?  Does anyone think this girl is funny.  Well, I assure you, some people do find me funny.  Some people find me hilarious.  Well, I suppose there should be some more honesty in this post... I assure you that ONE person thinks I am funny.  That one, lone man sits by his computer in Georgia and belly-laughs at my sarcastic ridiculous sense of humor (or lack there of).  And, you guess it, that man is my DAD.  He also goes by daddy, pops, dazzle, marko, pappy, and many more.  

In honor of Father's Day, today, I have set a goal to make my dad laugh once a day this week and post my ridiculous, sarcastic thoughts everyday.  And while any one else who reads this will think, “that was odd” he will sit in Georgia belly-laughing at the one person in the world who shares his sense of humor!

Happy Father’s Day Daddy!  I love you!