Happy birthday to the goofiest, strangest, funniest dad I know. This is the man who taught me how to properly declare war at a deer (jut out your jaw); the proper response to the question, “Does your face hurt?” (“It’s killing me,” or “Only when I look at you”); and how to make the world’s best bug eyes.
My dad reminds me that there’s always something in life to laugh at, even if it’s a dumb joke you’ve told for the thousandth time, and I’m happy I got to spend the evening with him. Happy birthday, daddy-o!
Today’s highlight was going out to dinner with my parents. Today wasn’t stressful or bad, but it did have its share of irritations near the end, so going out and spending some time with my parents was a great way to end the day.
I’m going to my cottage right after work tomorrow, so I won’t be able to blog until Sunday evening. But, again, you’ll get multiple days in one! Hope everyone has a happy weekend!
We’re going a little old school with today’s random picture. (Who’s that little nugget in the sailor hat?!)
Let me tell you, what I’d give to be perched on a bike at Rondeau right now.
It’s currently 64 degrees in East Lansing (63 in Farmington, which is actually where I’m at right now) and will be in the 60s all week. In fact, it’ll be 70 on Wednesday. Days like this make me so excited for summer, bike rides, and spending time at the beach. Counting finals week, there are only eight weeks left in the semester, and every passing week brings me even closer to cottage time.
I’m just a little bit excited for summer. Can you tell?
In other news, I promise there will be a grammar post this week! I already know what I’ll be covering this week. Hint: It’s my biggest grammar-related pet peeve. Stay tuned!
IT’S RANDOM PICTURE SUNDAY. But I mean, you already knew that, right? Right.
Happy (actual) birthday, daddy-o.
Funny story. My dad has two birthdays. He was born on Febraury 20th at 1:20 in the morning, but his birth certificate says February 19th. Yup.
I came home this weekend. And it’s supposed to snow in Michigan tomorrow. A lot. So we celebrated my dad’s birthday tonight. And this is my recipe for a greaaaat birthday:
+ 6 totally awesome people
+ 3 glasses of wine (clause: I mean, for those of you who are legal, of course…)
+ 2 aprons
+ 1 awesome dinner
+ 1 hilarious PDQ Bach DVD
(Note: This is not replacing random picture Sunday. Yes, it’s technically Sunday, but it’s really Saturday. You all will be graced with another post when I get back to school in the afternoon. Yesss!)
I almost began this post with “I can’t even explain how much coffee I’ll need this week.” But then I realized — hello, I’m a writer. I’m supposed to be able to explain the ridiculous amount of coffee I’ll be drinking this week to keep me focused.
See, here’s the thing: I’m going home Friday for the first time since Labor Day and am extremely restless. Don’t get me wrong, I love East Lansing and being off at school, but sometimes you just need to get out of East Lansing.
But seriously, how awesome is being home?! I can sleep in my own bed and won’t have to worry about climbing out of my loft if I have to pee in the middle of the night. I can do my laundry without paying $2 a load. I can drink the coffee my mom makes at breakfast. (Which is actually just Kroger coffee, but it’s more special because she makes it.)
I talked to my dad on the phone last night, and I think this picture accurately shows how excited we both are:
My dad loves me. Really.
So, because I’m so excited to go home on Friday, I’m having some trouble focusing on school. Which is an issue, considering I have a microeconomics midterm Wednesday that I’d kind of like to pass.
Goal: Study all night and all day tomorrow, stay focused Wednesday night and Thursday so I won’t have too much to do this weekend, try not to annoy the crap out of my roommate.
Method: Drink lots of coffee, stay off Facebook. This is going to be an interesting week.