Well, I’m in bed right now doing this instead of in the kitchen feeding the baby, doing dishes, or making breakfast. So, hey, it’s worth it.
I can’t remember if I actually started a ‘how would you dispose of the body’ thread, or if I just think about starting it at night as I fall asleep.
This Father’s day, Imp has legged it out of town, leaving me with a sick **Cheerleading Dropout **, Attacklad and the dog. We’re going to watch Hellboy and get the potato cannon working.
My son made me Father’s Day cards two years in a row.
I’m his mother.
Can I get in on this even though I’m not a dad? My dad sucks and I’m not honoring him on this day or any other. And I’m sick of hallmark holidays designed solely to get people to buy shit, and yes I’m including Mother’s Day in that.
God I feel cranky today.
Did someone get the dreaded Chia tie for Father’s Day?
My daughter was born on Father’s day. Best gift I ever got. IMHO, the following Monday should be a national holiday.
Happy Father’s Day everyone!!
Shouldn’t it be Fathers’ Day, though? That has always bugged me.
I love Father’s Day. It isn’t about stuff. My 4 year old daughter tells me the reason that she can’t get me any big presents is because she can’t drive so she can’t get a job and therefore doesn’t have much money. I am just taking my daughters to Plymouth, MA for the day to walk around and see Pilgrim stuff. It should be fun. I did tell someone I barely know at work that he is a horrible father because he said he was going to spend Father’s Day away from his kids on purpose because it was a day designed to let him do whatever he wanted.
Little kids in general love their parents but take them for granted. It’s good for them to have their attention directed to appreciating another person and thinking about all that that person does for them. Ideally, not just one day out of the year. …Whether it’s good for the dads as well, I don’t know. But won’t someone think of the children?!
Not yet.
But that doesn’t stop me hopin’…
Just shows to go you…
Once you become a moderator you go as soft as lime jello…
The family gave me a Wii for Father’s Day. Now I can spend the rest of the day beating them senseless.
After that perhaps we can play the Wii boxing.
My wife forced me to call my dad to wish him a happy Father’s Day. As I predicted, my dad mocked me mercilessly, told me to save my calls for actual holidays, and reminded me that *every *day was Father’s Day.
Thank you! I am so going with this.
You’re welcome! Blessed be.
To me there’s a bit of stereotypical Jewish mother to this whole charade. “Pay no attention to me! I’ll be fine. Don’t fuss or bother about little old me. Don’t get me a plate; I’ll just hobble over there on my bad knee. Doctor said I need surgery again. Can you believe that? Just because of unremitting pain. Tsk. tsk.”
Put on that ugly tie and fake smile, say thank you, and enjoy the day. Not because you deserve it, but because they do.
Ugh. No, we really don’t.
But I worked really hard on my dad’s present this year… got his Navy medals reissued, took them to a framer… okay, so they won’t be done for a week, but I did try!
I’m not sure what that means. You don’t owe it to dad to give him a crappy tie, or he doesn’t owe it to you to say thanks? What is the crime against humanity here?
Chia tie? There’s a chia tie? Like the chia head? God wouldn’t be so kind.