Russ = Great Daddy
We swam in the pool all afternoon. So long that it was the shriveled up three-year-old’s idea to go home. He barely made it into his pajama’s before he passed out without any dinner.
Russ grilled steaks on his father’s day present while Drew and I shared a plate of shrimp and sushi.
Ok, maybe Drew only had the Gerber Fruit Puffs. But he was eye balling my sushi. 🙂
Russ ate his steak and vanished in a puff of smoke, magically reappearing somewhere on Lake Redwine for some night
drinking fishing with our neighbor Tom on his boat.
I spent the rest of the evening in reality TV bliss. There was the bang up finale of Celebrity Fit Club and Bridezilla’s. I did manage to eek out a smidge of productivity though. I am in the process of fine tuning my import/export skills so that I can eventually combine this blog with all of my abandoned Livejournals. That way I can have all of my journals together in one nice little dysfunctional bundle over on WordPress.
It will make the evidence gathering much easier for my kids in a few years when they try to have me committed.
I am a busy woman.
Happy Father’s Day, Russ. We love you!