Whereby I don't bother taking my camera and miss out on about 1,357 amazing shots that would have made me millions. Oh, and Happy Father's Day, dudes!
We went go-karting and mini-golfing Friday night, as part of a family fun event put on by Camp Quality. And it was lots of fun, and laughter, and all that good stuff. We even had hot dogs, chips and pop for dinner, which made the kids very happy.
I wish I had brought my camera (when will I learn?) because there were some awesome moments to capture, like when Slut put on her go-karting helmet and her face got smushed, or when Dee was speeding around the track, or when one of the kids got stuck in a cart with his legs sticking up in the air (well, it wasn't really funny because he's blind and has cancer, but then, if you can't laugh at that, what can you laugh at?). I also missed a really nice sunset. Luckily, Em at least took a photo of Slut with her ill-fitted helmet, but she couldn't upload it to my computer, so I'm screwed. You're welcome.
* Whereby I find out that using fake tan lotion is less than I expected, and yet again, so much more than I ever wanted.
So, everyone, today's Father's Day. So, if you haven't already, go give your pop a big hug, tell him he's awesome, and grill him a burger. He'll be happy till next June. I'm going to go lay some flowers at my dad's gravesite and let him know once again that he was the best dad a girl could have.
I miss you Daddy.