March 20th

I have been at my job for 7 years today.  Damn, how’d that happen.   That’s the longest I’ve ever been at one job.

But today isn’t about me.  It’s about someone more important.   One of the most important people in my life.   It’s about my daddy.   Today is his birthday.

I have the bestest dad in the world.  I know everyone says that and it’s true all the time.  If your dad is like mine, then you have your best dad in the world.

My dad is caring and loving and funny and sarcastic and has a temper and a gun.  (well, it’s in the attic and I don’t think he has bullets, but he has one)

A few months ago, I had an asthma attack at work.  I don’t have asthma but they were fixing the ceiling tiles and a bunch of dust came down and I couldn’t breathe and there were ambulances called.   Luckily my parents were babysitting the princess that day since she was sick and they were in A/C so they stayed at my sister’s so they could babysit during the day.   J called my parents and all my dad heard was ambulance.  As is normal for anyone, he panicked.   (There’s a reason, but  I am not going into in now.  I am sure I mentioned it before, if not,  just ask)   He left immediately and came to pick me up, except he missed the part that I was at work and not home.   So he went to my house.  He didn’t bring my house key and I wasn’t answering but before he broke my door (yeah, he would have) he did a stop and think and called my cell, where I proceeded to tell him I was at work.    My dad has the best sense of direction of anyone I know.  He is one of those people that says meet at the southwest corner and you’re like wha???  So when he said he knew how to get to my office from my house, I believed him.   I called him 1/2 hour later, he accidently went to Philly, which is the wrong direction.   It took him 1 hour to get to me.   He just panicked and lost his mind.   It ended up being good that he was lost, since if he had gotten there earlier, he would have seen 3 ambulances and me with an oxygen mask on and probably would have flipped out.   (again, a reason)

When he finally got there, he was so relieved that I could breathe and stuff that he just stopped.   You know,  when you can actually see a person relax.

We went back to my sister’s and I fell asleep.   Then I woke up and the Princess wanted to make sure I was ok.  But first she had to tell Grandpa that I was ok.   She walked me over to him to show him.   Apparently, he kept checking on me.  (I know I said before that when I lived at home, he checked up on me regularly when I was sick)  Then it was nap time for Princess so I laid down with her again and fell asleep some more.    While we were sleeping, my mom and dad went to my job to get my car, then take it to my house, then come back to my sisters.

The point,  my dad panics when I am sick.  Most dads panic when their kid is sick but my dad getting lost is like a normal person forgetting how to breathe.  His sense of direction is just there.

One of the reasons I’m still single is because I want someone like my dad.   Doesn’t every girl want a boy just like her daddy.

Happy birthday dad.

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11 thoughts on “March 20th

  1. I know the reason!! You his daughter and he loves you!!

    Happy birthday, Ariesdad!!

    That’s part of the reason, the other part is being rushed to the hospital with viral menigitis when I was 7 months old and almost dying, so when I’m sick, he’s a little more worried then normal. Seeing your baby (literally and age wise) with tubes and IV’s and stuff, not good. My mom blocked it out and doesn’t even remember which strain of Menigitis I had.

  2. Aww, you have the best Dad AND the best stories! Gawd, I can just picture you on the gurney with the oxygen mask on. Like your own episode of Grey’s! Happy Birthday Libragirl’s Dad!

  3. I would have never believed it if you told me when I got married, but I did marry a man who is just like my daddy.

    Happy birthday, Dad.

  4. Sweet! Your dad is a good guy.

    And no… not every girl wants a guy just like her daddy. I love my dad and all, but I have no idea how my mother puts up with him on a daily basis. I can barely handle him on a weekly basis. My husband is about as far from my dad’s personality as possible. 🙂 And yet, I love them.

  5. Aw, Libragirl. This is such a beautiful tribute to your dad. I love hearing these stories – I can tell your face is lit up just reading it. I loved this. 🙂 Happy Birthday, Dad Libragirl.

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