Father’s Day
I’m so excited. I’ve got most of the books I ordered today. I got one yesterday, and then the bulk of it came today. I’m not sure why they sent them separately like that, but whatever. I still have Breaking Dawn coming in August. I’m so excited about that, but the ones I ordered should help tide me over until then.
Sunday we had a dinner for Father’s Day. We had tacos at my Grandpa’s request. I got up early on Sunday morning to get Bart and Grandpa’s gifts. I wanted to get them more personalized gifts, but I had to settle for gift cards for Applebee’s for both of them. I know my mom and Bart go there to eat a lot, and I thought my Grandpa would like it because it could get a steak or something. It was really nice out, and I spent most of the day out on the front porch. Unfortunately, I still have itchy eyes because of that, but I think it was worth it.
Dad called my Uncle Punch while he was out here to see if he had any beer. I can’t get over how ridiculously pathetic my father is. I didn’t even bother in acknowledging on Father’s Day. He hasn’t done anything to deserve it. Bart and Grandpa have been more of a father figure for Allyson, Blaine and myself, at least as far as consistently being around and doing those little things dads are supposed to do. I don’t think I’ve ever really realized that before, but I’m grateful for it, nonetheless.
