Sunday, June 19, 2011

Father's Day 2011

Monica: I didn't get to spend Father's Day with either of my fathers today, but I called them both to tell them I love them.  In the afternoon, I took my visiting sister-in-law shopping in Mendocino. We stopped for coffee and as we left the coffee house, I notice this little table with its "For Sale" sign. A six-year-old boy sat on the wall with his dad, manning his yard sale while munching a slice of cheese pizza. I asked (with a wink) if he was saving up his money to buy his dad a Father's Day present. His dad explained he wanted to sell some of his things to raise money to help people. I bought a rock for $2.

Evelyn: "I don't know how to put this but... I'm kind of a Big Deal" is what my Dad's shirt said - and I can't help but smirk. Pito, you really are, especially to me and Gizmo who depend on you for so much. We enjoyed a Daddy-date to the Plymouth Woodshed—a greasy spoon cheap-date, sludgy coffee and biscuits-'n-gravy kinda place. Gizmo got most the grease and honeyed biscuit morsels out of Pito's beard.

1 comment:

  1. And you thought I made stuff up? Gizmo did not get anything out of my beard, even if it looked like he did.