Happy Father's Day, to all the buffista dads!!!
Thanks!
We had a lovely early Father's Day celebration yesterday when my best man, Alex, and his family came to visit yesterday. I've known Alex since we were fifteen, so it's weird and moving to me when I'm cuddling with his baby daughter, or when Emmett's running around in a field with him playing catch with a nerf football. It's a Billy Pilgrim feeling like you're slipping back and forth in time. Almost like the past is an overlay on the present and I can see myself playing with Alex when we were kids even as we're playing with each other's children.
Since my Dad is functionally blind now, JZ had us make a tape for him. Emmett recorded a play by play description of his Sacramento tournament, and then we recorded the doppler heartbeat of the Halloweenie. My Dad was very happy with that.
Since my Dad is functionally blind now, JZ had us make a tape for him. Emmett recorded a play by play description of his Sacramento tournament, and then we recorded the doppler heartbeat of the Halloweenie. My Dad was very happy with that.
Aww. This is a very sweet idea.
echoing sj, aww! That's really sweet.
Very nice gift Hec.
waiting for the askye pics
Happy Father's Day to all the wonderful Buffista Dads.
Brendon is cleaning the garage for Father's Day. I also hear that he is running the lawn mover, which odd since we do have a lawn guy. We have no specific plans other than basketball later. He will probably watch some soccer too. He may have a sore throat after yesterday's game.
We went to a neighbor's house for a party last night. There were about a dozen kids. It was the first neighborhood party since my GF and her 13yo son moved a few blocks away. She was doing ok until the group of kids were playing man hunt and were wandering about the block. GF totally freaked and wouldn't let her son be out of her sight. No way in the world that he was going to be out on the street in the dark.
I had her on the phone with me sobbing last week because the high school that he is attending this summer to shore up his math before being a freshman in the fall basically wouldn't let her in the door. She said she needed to change her address. "Your son can do that m'am." But they told me to bring a utility bill. "Give it to your son m'am." And so forth. She was hysterical on the phone with me.
I'm trying to convince her that kids becoming independent is a good thing. She is terrified of losing him. Is despondent over the notion that he may move out in 4 years. I fear for her when he rebels. He was furious and embarrassed last night. Poor friend. Poor son of friend.
kiss for Polter-Cow
I am the most disorganized person ever, which is making getting everything done very difficult. Note to self: In order for the water to boil, you have to turn the heat on, on the stove.
He was furious and embarrassed last night.
Yeah. He's got more of my sympathy than she does. I mean, I'm sure she's a loving mom, but letting go is part of the job description.
My mom has not received that memo.
askye, your weekend sounds wonderful. Good for you for good birthday weekends!
Cass, happy belated birthday!!!!
I went to my 2nd (and last) sewing class yesterday. I finished my skirt and it looks pretty decent. I can actually wear it out in public and everything. I think that when the offer a level 2 class, I'll take it. They're offering one that starts next week, but I have to work next weekend.
American Romanticism.
Yay! You'll get to read great stuff! My graduate work is in 19th century American. Go check out "The Mirror and the Lamp" by Abrams and read the first four chapters. It will help you sound like an expert from the start. (It's about English Romanticism, but he sets forth the basic concepts of Romanticism really well.)
