Friday, June 18, 2010

Dear Blogger (part 2)

I don't miss you yet, blogger. I still think you are an ass hat.

I want to miss you, but I don't.


Thursday, June 17, 2010

Dear Blogger

I'm glad I got Dad's post in yesterday. Today? Blogger is being a jerk. One of those friends who you may need, but isn't willing to put forth any effort.

I tried to post about our current flooding situation. Blogger said "no." I tried again. Blogger said "no."

To heck with you, blogger. I'm all done with you. Facebook plays nice, and is instant gratification. You bring me only 2 readers. If you EVER update to facebook (I know, it's not your fault) then it's viewed 7 gazillion times. I need you no more.

I'm not breaking up with you, but maybe we should take a break.

I'm just sayin'.

Wednesday, June 16, 2010

Happy Birthday, Dad.

Today was my Dad's birthday. If I was a good daughter, I would have posted this last night, so he could have seen it on his birthday. I'm not, so I didn't. It's been a rough couple of weeks. Cut me some slack.

I've always loved being Dad's "right hand man." Yeah, I know. Let it go already. Anyway, I wanted to go everywhere he went, do everything he did, and laugh at everything he laughed at.

We would ride around in his truck, belting out Waylon Jennings tunes with the 8 track tape player. We sounded GOOD! I helped haul hay. I backed trailers into the barn when most girls were scared to drive. I loved my daddy, and had a good time with him.

When I was little, Dad entertained my brother and me however he could.

Here is a more recent pic of the three of us. Last year, maybe?

I asked Mom to send me several pics. I asked for one of Dad in the hospital, when I thought my Daddy was dying. She sent it. Forget it. I ain't posting that crap. Every time I looked at it today, I cried. No way, no how.

My daddy is, and has always been, Superman to me. I love you, Dad. Happy Birthday.