Yesterday was a very special day, Father’s Day! I thought of my Dad and the fact that he was my buddy. When my mom didn’t see things my way I would always go to daddy. I think just the word daddy melted his heart and he would usually see things my way. Not always but sometimes.
My dad was a dependable man, he got off work at 4 pm and was home by 4:20, 4:30 at the latest, never fail. Once a month we, my dad and I, would meet at the grocery store to do some shopping. We lived in a town where we could buy groceries on credit. When dad got his pay check, he would cash it at the grocery store, pay our bill and stock up for the next month. If the bill was too high he would by unhappy and always thought we spent too much on food.
Dad taught me how to cook. Every time I made something that was not great he would say, “it’s just the way I like it.” He taught me to make gravy, steak, fried chicken and most any thing that was easy. I know I have told you about him before but it seems worthwhile to repeat.
Dad had a quick temper and could “fly off the handle” easily. I was 17 when he gave me my last whipping, it was my sassy mouth that got me into trouble. I know what you are thinking child abuse, well maybe but in those days it was called discipline. Good or bad that’s how they did it.
Are you wondering what we did for Father’s Day around my house. After the two phone calls from our kids, we went to Valentino’s for brunch, I paid, father’s ate free. LOL I gave him a one way plane ticket back home from Washington state. I will fill you in on that another time.
Last evening we celebrated Bob’s birthday. Seven of us ate at Tico’s, it was delicious. My present to him was 2 ties (one purchased at a garage sale) and two pair of pants. Not exciting I know but everything fit and he needed them.
We also cleaned the downstairs, big job but someone had to do it and since we are the only two around it was us. We moved furniture, bookcases and really deep cleaned. I think we are ready for our little Singapore family to arrive.
God is good. He has brought such special people into my life. It could have been so different. Have you ever thought how things could have been. Sometimes I wonder why God gave us the power of choice, why did he give us a will. He has such good ideas why didn’t he just plan our life for us? I know, I know it just does not work that way, there is a reason. God would be called unfair if he did that–Satan always messes things up.