-The little things.
-Remembering to take it one day at a time.
-The nice guy with the kind face at the gas station.
-Andy going with me to the MOA to go on roller coasters.
-The unlimited wristband that let me go on all the roller coasters for $free.99! Thanks again, Caleb!
-Scary movies
-Laughter
-The basics
-My dad. It's his birthday. His 60th birthday. Wow. For his 50th birthday ten years ago (when I was 16) he took me out of school for the day to go test drive corvettes. This year he went out of town to Arizona to watch baseball. He doesn't really like to be around people on his birthday. I guess it runs in the family. :) Anyway, I don't usually talk much about my dad, but he's pretty amazing. And by pretty amazing, I mean really amazing. I'm constantly inspired by all that he achieves and all that he strives for. He's a pioneer in his field and he does so by, excuse my french, not giving a fuck about what anyone else thinks of him. How many fucks given? Zero fucks. Not to mention he does some pretty bad ass shit like go parasailing even though he's beyond terrified of heights. And that's legit. He just went parasailing last weekend. The man who is afraid of standing on a step stool because of his fear of heights. What can I say. My dad's a bad ass. Happy birthday, Padre. You always tell me how much you love me and are proud of me so now it's my turn to say right back atcha.
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| Padre and the best cake in the world. |
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