I have had a couple questions asked of why I haven't written anymore blogs recently and when I'm going to write another one, so I decided to take the time today to write a little bit and make everyone happy. Since it was father's day a couple days ago I think it is appropriate to write a blog in honour of my pa. I can say alot of things about my old man and chances are he wont even read this so I can probably get away with some embarrassing stories! but Lucky for him, I think we have a pretty great relationship so I wont say anything offensive of course. For this blog I wanted to obviously tell a couple of stories about my dear old dad, some good memories I have with him and just how he is an all around great guy.
For all of those who dont know much about my dad, I would have to say his sense of humor is the best thing about him. I dont know how to explain it but he just says the darnest things sometimes. For an example. Its a little gross but Im gonna tell it anyway. My brothers wanted to go to midnight madness at the mill and my dad is pretty strong on the curfew rule of being home at midnight. To make my brothers decide not to go to the movies he said "well make sure you leave us some money before you go cuz I'm not paying 10 grand to burry you." (he thinks that being out after midnight your chances of laying dead in the ditch somewhere is ten times greater, hence the midnight curfew) anway he is like "I just hope they prop you guys bottoms up so you will at least make a decent bike stand" hahahahaha maybe I have a warped sense of humor but that comment had me going pretty good.
Working with my pops can also be a treat. My favorite is when we work on the same shift, not because he buys me lunch, although that is a bonus, but because I can sit and visit with him on my breaks or see him doing his daily laps around the plant while I'm working. Its just comforting that he is in the same building. When I lived at home I had the pleasure of riding with him to work during the summertime. It was so funny because everytime we got in the car we would go through the same routine EVERYDAY. First he would turn on the gps. You would think that going to work 5 days a week you would never forget where that awful factory is but we had to have to gps on just incase. Once we got going he would always test the horn. He would just honk it and always say "well the horn works" hahahahaha then he would turn on the radio which was always 107.7 the river and we would always argue if the anouncer's name was Carly Pyne or Carly Fine, I dont think we ever looked it up to figure out who was right. I dont think we wanted to because this topic made great conversation and knowing the answer would just screw up our routine. But Im pretty sure its not Carly fine though, dad. Then he would test me to see if I knew what song was playing on the radio and who sang it. I loved every min of it and I couldnt wait to go home and do it all over.
Another favorite thing to do that me and my dad share is go christmas shopping for my mom. We usaully go just by ourselves and it takes forever but its soooooo much fun. I do like hanging out with my dad.
My dad sometimes hauls beets for some extra money in Taber. He used to Haul water years ago and I loved going with him. So when he hauls beets I will go and sit with him in the truck and keep him company. You would think it would get boring but I never get bored talking with my dad. Last time he let my drive which was really fun.
He is really good to talk to too. When Im having a bad day or I need to vent then I ask my dad to take me on a date and he does and then we talk. Its great.
When I was like 14 we used to go on bike rides alot because he was trying to lose some weight and we would ride our bikes to raymond and stop at fast gas for a pop or an ice cream cone (which kinda defeats the purpose, I know but so worth it) and then start our long journey home again.
Playing hide and go seek was always a enjoyable experience as well. We would always have our dad go and hide and all us kids had to go and find him. All the lights would be off and we were all too scared to go find him becasuse he would always jump out and scare ya and chase you all the way upstairs hahaha. So we would all go downstairs all huddled together with our flashlights pointing in different directions and then someone would scream and we would all take off running. This one time he was hiding in the laundry room sitting on top or the washer and we all knew where he was but we were all to scared to go in and get him. So we would sit on the stairs and be like "we know where you are, your in the laundry room!" and he is like "well come find me then" and we would just sit on the stairs having a mini conversation with him and then finally we would all go in to get him and sure enough he would pop out and scare us and we would all take off running up the stairs with him chasing after us. It was soooo much fun.
Lets see, my dad is also a very merciful man. I can remember this onetime when I was quite young, when kara and I shared a room, and we were having a little trouble getting to sleep and my mom sent him downstairs to give us a spanking to help us out after many ignored warnings. So my dad came down to give us our beating but by some miracle we were able to pursaude him into not giving us a spank if we helped him pull of his peeling sunburn skin. haha I know gross but I would do anything to get out of a spanking. Not just that time too, I can remember being grounded for something and the only way I could become ungrounded was to beat him in a game of chess which was impossible! One time he made me sit through a whole NASCAR race to become ungrounded. I think I would have chosen a spanking if it were an option. Nevermind dad I will just take being grounded forever hahaha I know he was just lonely and looking for any excuse to hang out with me even if it were to ground me for awhile.
I think my dad missed me the most when I moved to leth. He always gets this big smile on his face when I come home. He has also told my mom that he missed having me around cuz I was always involved in whatever my family was doing. What he meant is that Im the life of the party. hahaha I miss my dad too, Now if I want to go see what he is doing in the garage I have to drive all the way home, and I dont get to ride with him to work anymore :(. I guess we could ride our bikes and meet half way but I dont think wilson's siding sells any ice cream so what would be the point? Like I said, my dad and I have a special relationship so its not hard to make new memories. Maybe these stories seemed lame to anyone who reads this but I treasure them for sure and I always will. Im thankful for my dad and all of the fun we have together. I know I can count on him and call him for anything and he is more then happy to help me out. So I just wanna say that I love you dad and in my opinion your the best dad ever!
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