daddys girl
I hate walking down stairs with no bra on, it hurts
In other news, My string beans are starting to sprout, how exciting!
I miss my dad alot. George kinda helped me to realize how much better my relationship with my dad has gotten in the past 6 months or so. I used to tell George how i hated my dad and we never got along(which is mostly true) so when i said that i missed him alot, george said, i though you hated your dad. As much as i hate to admit it, its true, i never used to like my dad, but only when we fought. Unfortunately, for a long time thats all i ever remembered about my dad, our fighting. Ww would always fight because we are exactly alike, both bull-headed sons of bitches who always wanted our own way. However, we didnt see eye to eye on alot. We still dont, but in the past couple months we have both learned to compromise, talk instead of yell, and not block each other out. My dad has been in scotland on and off for the last 2 months, and it looks like next time he leaves i wont see him for somewhere around 6 weeks. Its funny how this kills me, because i used to not care that he was gone every week off to california, boston, or kansas for the better part of 4 years. Now i want him to stay home. I cant tell him that though, i have to be strong and pretend that im okay with him being gone, so he can finish this job as guilt free about leaving as possible. I have always been a daddys girl now that i think about it. We used to go to car shows and watch Nash Bridge's, take long walks and go biking together. He taught me how to paint a room and how drive stick. I miss spending time with him so much. Im counting down the days until his return.
whew, that rant felt good. Congratulations, those who endured it.
In other news, My string beans are starting to sprout, how exciting!
I miss my dad alot. George kinda helped me to realize how much better my relationship with my dad has gotten in the past 6 months or so. I used to tell George how i hated my dad and we never got along(which is mostly true) so when i said that i missed him alot, george said, i though you hated your dad. As much as i hate to admit it, its true, i never used to like my dad, but only when we fought. Unfortunately, for a long time thats all i ever remembered about my dad, our fighting. Ww would always fight because we are exactly alike, both bull-headed sons of bitches who always wanted our own way. However, we didnt see eye to eye on alot. We still dont, but in the past couple months we have both learned to compromise, talk instead of yell, and not block each other out. My dad has been in scotland on and off for the last 2 months, and it looks like next time he leaves i wont see him for somewhere around 6 weeks. Its funny how this kills me, because i used to not care that he was gone every week off to california, boston, or kansas for the better part of 4 years. Now i want him to stay home. I cant tell him that though, i have to be strong and pretend that im okay with him being gone, so he can finish this job as guilt free about leaving as possible. I have always been a daddys girl now that i think about it. We used to go to car shows and watch Nash Bridge's, take long walks and go biking together. He taught me how to paint a room and how drive stick. I miss spending time with him so much. Im counting down the days until his return.
whew, that rant felt good. Congratulations, those who endured it.