Skip to main content

Happy Birthday, DAD!

Happy Birthday, Dado!

In honor of my dad's birthday, I'm going to share 3 stories...

Happy Birthday to the 'port.  The guy who will even reluctantly wore a temp tatt at Charlie's 2nd birthday.
Why do I say 'port?  This is how the story goes.  Before I arrived on earth Dad & Mom were going out to celebrate their anniversary and they were all dressed up to go out.  Mom got a new exercise band thing (I don't know, it had springs or something) and wanted Dad to try it out.  Jeff wanted Dad to use it.  So he said: Come on, Dad, be a 'port.  Dad was wearing his dress shoes, but he's not one to say no to his kids (don't get me wrong, we didn't get away with stuff and he told us no, but not concerning easy things like playing with an exercise band or spending some time with us). So he sets up the band under his dress shoe, pulls up, the band slips from under his shoe and he gets a very bloody nose.  
Boom.  The phrase continues to be infamous in our family.  After it happened, the story spread throughout the family and now when someone doesn't want to do something, usually one of my aunts will say, "Come on, be a 'port."
Happy birthday to the newspaper reader.  My dad still has 2 papers delivered to the house:  The St. Louis Post Dispatch & Ste. Genevieve Herald.
(one of Dad's papers was on the counter at their house)
Me:  Charlie, that's a newspaper.  You probably don't see many of those.
Dad:  It's something ooooooooooooold people have.
I love watching Dad light up around Charlie.  I imagine it's the way he was with us growing up too.

Happy birthday to the wise guy.
Karen accidentally backed into something while she was test driving a car with the fancy camera on the dashboard and she said, "I used the camera and didn't see anything."
Karen:  I think it's a sign I shouldn't get it.
Dad:  I think it's a sign you should look over your shoulder and not depend on the camera.

Happy birthday to my first choice as a trivia partner, baseball game viewer, and all around swell guy.


Popular posts from this blog

Veggie Tinga

I made Vegetarian Tinga for a mexican pot luck I went to on Tuesday.

Many people have never heard of Tinga, let alone knowing you can make it vegetarian style.  You absolutely can!  And it's so easy.

Traditional tinga is made of shredded chicken with chipotle flavoring.  I used cabbage instead of the chicken.

I looked at a lot of different recipes online, but couldn't find a recipe for the veggie tinga I had in mind, so I ended up combining the guidelines of those recipes and making my own.

Here's what I did:

1 onion
1 head of cabbage
1 7oz. can chipotle (the peppers in adobo sauce)
5 ish roma tomatoes
olive oil

-Saute onion in olive oil.
-Chop cabbage (I used youtube to help me figure out the best way to do that) add to onion and saute.
-Blend the chipotle and tomatoes in blender.
Note:  Some people only like to add the sauce from the chipotle peppers.  I added the entire can (including the peppers themselves).  It's up to you depending on how spicy you want it.  (I like my food s…

Week Notes

The teenagers from Parkland are giving me so much hope.  So much hope.  I think this is the first time I've read a political news article and smiled since Nov. 8, 2016.

Is the Tide commercial making anyone else cry during the Olympics?

As someone who's not generally a TV fan, how is it possible for me to get so involved, so quickly, in every sport?  Which by the way I know nothing about.

Anyone ever try Door Dash.  I'm not big on delivery services in general, but after a bad experience with Grub Hub we gave Door Dash a try and we are fans.

When a friend recommends a happy hour place, you go.  So Thursday morning a friend told me about Mangia Italiano.  Thursday happy hour Mike & I were there.


*Karen tells me that is not what I'm supposed to say, but it makes sense in my head...

Saturday I was in San Antonio for work, I did get to hang out with a friend while I was in town so that definitely made the trip better, combined with the fact that the volunteers there are just wonderful.

I knew Sunday was going to be overwhelming before I left on Friday.  I always write lists when I'm overwhelmed, I wrote a list.  (Even though I hardly referenced it on Sunday.)  Just writing it down helps me feel better.

Sunday we registered for at two places, starting at 9am.  When we finished the second one (which we were both dragging ourselves through) it felt like it was time for was 2pm.  Guys, this experience brought so much clarity to people's registerys.  I would not necessarily say it was a fun experience.  And I am very happy Mike seems to have a vision because we would limit the insane number of options down to a couple options together and then I would say I don'…