Fathers Day..Hell Yea I’m Gonna Milk It….

It’s still Fathers Day as I write this and the kiddies are off to bed. So, I’m taking the day off.

I apologize, knowing that you will read this tomorrow and then, of course – it won’t be Fathers Day anymore, which is a crying shame if you ask me…. Moms get all kinds of accolades, constantly showered with heaps and heaps of affection – throughout the year. I think we should consider a Father’s week, rather than just the single day…. you know sort of like Shark Week on Discovery Channel…

I came across this quote and thought it was a nice way to put the Father – Daughter relationship in some perspective;

There’s something like a line of gold thread running through a man’s words when he talks to his daughter, and gradually over the years it gets to be long enough for you to pick up in your hands and weave into a cloth that feels like love itself…..

It’s a nice sentiment, a lovely piece of imagery – besides when you get really really old you can take that damn golden cloth back and sell it to keep yourself in Depends, Maalox and Hard Sucking Candies……

Have a Great Day