Happy freakin' Monday. I seriously despise Mondays. And Tuesdays for that matter. I didn't sleep well at all last night. Tossed and turned and had some weird freakin' dreams.
I did have an awesome weekend though. I got to meet my little sister's new boyfriend who is very very nice. Little sis on the other hand is very very mean. He said something like, "I don't want to wait until Thursday to see you." She looked at him and said, "You will freakin' live." And then he would say something really sweet to her, and she'd say, "Oh my God, shut up." I think that was due to embarrassment.
She is a feisty little one.
Dad's birthday dinner went really well. He LOVED the gift I got him, which was a Knight's Templar sword for all of you that wanted to know.
stop by and wish him Happy Birthday today! And since it is his birthday, I have a story to share with you.
Many moons ago, while visiting Dad in Alabama for the summer, *males may want to cover their eyes* I got my period for the very first time. My mom was all the way back in West Virginia.
So I had no choice but to tell my dad. That was embarrassing enough, but oh, it gets better.
Dad was very cool about it and said, “Okay, no problem, let’s just go to the drug store.”
We got in the car and conversation was scarce, but I did eventually ask him if he wouldn’t mind buying them for me because I was too embarrassed to go through the checkout line.
Cool Dad didn’t even hesitate. He agreed and I started to feel a little better.
So we get to the drug store and walk down the aisle with like 7,000 different kinds of products for situations such as these.
I stared up at the shelves not having a clue what to get. Dad wondered away from me a little as I stood there dumbfounded. I kept peeking over my shoulder and making sure no one was looking at me.
Then, from the other end of the aisle, my very loud Dad yells, “Get these ones with wings. I bet you they’d work better.”
My face instantly turned red. I nodded and he picked them up off the shelf and proceeded to the check out line.
Of course, a young teenage boy was working the register. Dad hands him the um.. sanitary products and says, “So if they have wings, does that mean they can fly?”
The cashier looked directly at me. I know my eyes went as wide as they could go.
Dad continues, “I’m just asking because I know nothing about this kind of stuff.” He was enjoying it way too much. The sly grin on his face told it all.
The cashier, probably just as embarrassed as I was, said, “I’m not sure sir, I don’t know too much about them myself.”
“Is there an instruction manual I could buy?”
That’s when I left. I stormed out of the store and waited beside the car. He came out of the store laughing. I snatched the sanitary products from his hand and got into the car.
“Jeeze, you were so much more pleasant to be around before you entered womanhood.”
Happy Birthday, Dad!