Sheer Awesomeness

I just spent a weekend with my dad, which was super fun.  My dad is a really neat guy and I don't often get one-on-one time with him, so it was definitely a treat.  Spending this time with him reminded me of how similar we are in some ways.  We have amazing powers of distraction.  You can think you're having a conversation with us, and we are actually millions of miles away, in our own little universe, fretting over something completely unrelated.  We also like to do things a certain way, which often makes us a late.  Maybe you're not seeing the connection.  Perhaps you just plan on being somewhere at a specific time and you know you need to leave at a certain time to get there in order to be on time, and you do just that, and, lo and behold, you are there on time.  THIS IS A FOREIGN CONCEPT TO US.  Because getting somewhere is number 32 on our list of things to do, and the things need to get done, and getting the things done ALWAYS trumps leaving by that pre-determined time, so then we drive really fast, and sometimes just sometimes we make it on time, which only confirms that we did the right thing by leaving later in order to accomplish everything.  It's a vicious cycle. 

Also, we do some really funny things.  I will share a good Dad story.  So, one time, fairly recently after 9/11, my dad was coming to pick me up from the airport when I was coming home from college to visit.  It should not surprise you that my dad is usually late to pick me up. Anyway, this time he was late because he had been hunting the day before and had left all of his hunting guns in his trunk and then was randomly stopped...and searched...then questioned.  Woops!  Luckily the police officer recognized that they were clearly hunting rifles so everything worked out okay.  It was still pretty funny.

Anyway, all of this bonding time reminded of a particularly awesome Dad-ish moment in my life a couple of months ago.  I was running to the store while Tim stayed home with the girls, and he asked me to take some cash deposits from the dental office into the bank.  No problem.  The money was in several envelopes with deposit slips, all ready to go.  I get out of my car in the parking lot, grab the envelopes, not realizing that one is upside down, and no, the envelopes are not sealed, and a sudden gust of wind comes up, the envelope opens, and CASH MONEY FLIES EVERYWHERE.  All over the parking lot.  I am in a panic.  I throw the other envelopes in the car, slam the door, and luckily these really nice people who parked next to me start helping me chase dollars all over, as the wind is still blowing like crazy.  Keep in mind, we are not talking a couple of hundred dollars here, no, I dropped the envelope with the biggest deposit, in the thousands of dollars.  Sheer awesomeness.  By some miracle, and thanks to these really nice people, we get all the money.  I go to open my car door and...it's locked.  With my keys and phone inside.  Yessssss.   Relying once again on the kindness of strangers I borrow their phone, call the husband, who then has to load the kids up and come rescue me, while I sit on the hood of my car attempting to conceal the enormous wad of cash in my pocket. 

To Tim's credit, he just shook his head, recounted the money...and hasn't sent me to the bank with any large deposits since.