I called my Dad today and wished him a Happy Father's Day...Andy and I really wish we would have been able to be there to celebrate with him. I feel really lucky to have such an amazing Dad. He has taught me so much and always been there to guide me when I started down the wrong path.
Growing up, my Dad always taught me if you're going to do something, do it right, and do it right the first time, or don't do it at all. Basically, give it your all. I have to admit, that sometimes when I was growing up that I didn't always follow that simple rule. For example, when cleaning his truck if I didn't do it right the first time, I had the pleasure of doing it again. Let me tell you, it only took me having to repeat doing this one or two times, before I realized that doing it "right" was the best way to do things. =) This also carried over into other parts of my life as well.
My dad always was good about letting me make my own mistakes and helping me learn from them. I think it was because he liked to say, "well Sara, I don't want to say I told you so but..." and he would always say it with a smile. Dad has an amazing since of humour and can always make me and Laura laugh. Today was no different...when I was talking to him, we were talking about one of my little quirks.(will explain more about it later) He said "Oh, I can think of another new one that you have that is quite expensive." I had no clue as to what he was talking about. He finally said "Getting pulled over by the police" as he was just laughing away. Of course, I couldn't help but laugh. I hadn't blogged about his yet but I was on my way home from shopping on Tues and got pulled over and ended up getting a speeding ticket. Darn it!!! Me and my lead foot. This is my first speeding ticket. When we went back to Indiana earlier this year, I got pulled over for speeding and got a written warning.
One of the things that I admire most about my dad is his work ethic. It goes back to that "if you're going to do something, do it right" philosophy of his. He started working at G.E. when he was 18 as a fork lift driver. As the years passed, he moved up within the plant he was working in. The last few years of his career with G.E., he would be the acting plant manager when they were in between plant managers. Even when the new one would come in, he would have to be the one to teach them about the Tell City plant. Not only would he be the acting plant manager, he would still have to do his own job as well. To me it proves that you can start at the bottom and with hard work, move up.
Let's see what are some other great qualities about my dad...he makes the best biscuits and gravy, he always listens to me ramble, he has an amazing talent for building things(desks, shelves, basically anything), when I call him freaking out about something that broke he is always able to calm me down and talk me through fixing it or telling what to do in order to get it fixed. When I lived closer to them, he would just come and fix it for me. =) All in all, he is a great Dad!!
I feel really blessed to have such good parents. Things could have turned out so differently for me if I didn't have my mom and dad to guide me, teach me good morals and work ethic, and were just loving and caring parents no matter how many mistakes I made. Thanks Mom and Dad!!!
Switching topics now...I was off work all week and I really enjoyed having time to spend with Andy and catch up on things that have been put off due to work being so busy. We went to see the movie "Up"..it was such a great movie! It was just a great week and I feel way less stressed now! Woohoo!
I mentioned earlier something about one of my quirks. At least I call it a quirk and not just me being strange. =) My dad has a huge garden on the land he owns and I looooooove all the fruits and veggies that he grows. Living out here, I don't get to partake in those anymore. Anywho...my dad has always been a hunter. I don't know how many times I'd wake up in the mornings during hunting season and he'd have his latest "catch" out in the garage. I never would eat any of the meat that came from those hunting expeditions. To me it was just too close to home...meaning that maybe I had seen that deer or squirrel or turkey or whatever it was when I was out at our land. So since I had "possibly" seen it, I couldn't eat it. Yep, that's my quirk. Do I eat meat in general..yes. Yes, I know all those animals have faces but I haven't seen their actual face. I know I probably never saw the face of anything my dad shot but it just bothered me.
I remember when I was really little and we were out at the first "farm" that my parents had bought, I was walking with my mom and dad and saw a mamma deer and it's fawn. At that time I called the fawn Bambi. So when deer season came around and Dad killed a deer and brought it home, I was convinced he had killed Bambi's mom. I think that is where my "quirk" comes from. Ok, so maybe I'm just strange.
Alright, that's enough of my ramblings for tonight. Happy Father's Day, Dad!
Growing up, my Dad always taught me if you're going to do something, do it right, and do it right the first time, or don't do it at all. Basically, give it your all. I have to admit, that sometimes when I was growing up that I didn't always follow that simple rule. For example, when cleaning his truck if I didn't do it right the first time, I had the pleasure of doing it again. Let me tell you, it only took me having to repeat doing this one or two times, before I realized that doing it "right" was the best way to do things. =) This also carried over into other parts of my life as well.
My dad always was good about letting me make my own mistakes and helping me learn from them. I think it was because he liked to say, "well Sara, I don't want to say I told you so but..." and he would always say it with a smile. Dad has an amazing since of humour and can always make me and Laura laugh. Today was no different...when I was talking to him, we were talking about one of my little quirks.(will explain more about it later) He said "Oh, I can think of another new one that you have that is quite expensive." I had no clue as to what he was talking about. He finally said "Getting pulled over by the police" as he was just laughing away. Of course, I couldn't help but laugh. I hadn't blogged about his yet but I was on my way home from shopping on Tues and got pulled over and ended up getting a speeding ticket. Darn it!!! Me and my lead foot. This is my first speeding ticket. When we went back to Indiana earlier this year, I got pulled over for speeding and got a written warning.
One of the things that I admire most about my dad is his work ethic. It goes back to that "if you're going to do something, do it right" philosophy of his. He started working at G.E. when he was 18 as a fork lift driver. As the years passed, he moved up within the plant he was working in. The last few years of his career with G.E., he would be the acting plant manager when they were in between plant managers. Even when the new one would come in, he would have to be the one to teach them about the Tell City plant. Not only would he be the acting plant manager, he would still have to do his own job as well. To me it proves that you can start at the bottom and with hard work, move up.
Let's see what are some other great qualities about my dad...he makes the best biscuits and gravy, he always listens to me ramble, he has an amazing talent for building things(desks, shelves, basically anything), when I call him freaking out about something that broke he is always able to calm me down and talk me through fixing it or telling what to do in order to get it fixed. When I lived closer to them, he would just come and fix it for me. =) All in all, he is a great Dad!!
I feel really blessed to have such good parents. Things could have turned out so differently for me if I didn't have my mom and dad to guide me, teach me good morals and work ethic, and were just loving and caring parents no matter how many mistakes I made. Thanks Mom and Dad!!!
Switching topics now...I was off work all week and I really enjoyed having time to spend with Andy and catch up on things that have been put off due to work being so busy. We went to see the movie "Up"..it was such a great movie! It was just a great week and I feel way less stressed now! Woohoo!
I mentioned earlier something about one of my quirks. At least I call it a quirk and not just me being strange. =) My dad has a huge garden on the land he owns and I looooooove all the fruits and veggies that he grows. Living out here, I don't get to partake in those anymore. Anywho...my dad has always been a hunter. I don't know how many times I'd wake up in the mornings during hunting season and he'd have his latest "catch" out in the garage. I never would eat any of the meat that came from those hunting expeditions. To me it was just too close to home...meaning that maybe I had seen that deer or squirrel or turkey or whatever it was when I was out at our land. So since I had "possibly" seen it, I couldn't eat it. Yep, that's my quirk. Do I eat meat in general..yes. Yes, I know all those animals have faces but I haven't seen their actual face. I know I probably never saw the face of anything my dad shot but it just bothered me.
I remember when I was really little and we were out at the first "farm" that my parents had bought, I was walking with my mom and dad and saw a mamma deer and it's fawn. At that time I called the fawn Bambi. So when deer season came around and Dad killed a deer and brought it home, I was convinced he had killed Bambi's mom. I think that is where my "quirk" comes from. Ok, so maybe I'm just strange.
Alright, that's enough of my ramblings for tonight. Happy Father's Day, Dad!
2 comments:
What wonderful memories! You are truly blessed!
Ok this made me cry. You're right, we are so lucky to have such great parents!!!!!!! And the part about Dad fixing things...well I had to laugh. Here I am in another country and 2 minutes before reading this blog, I called Dad to ask him why my water heater isn't working! He gave me suggestions on how to try to fix it. Too bad he can't just come over and do it huh? Thanks for sharing such memories. We are certainly blessed! Love ya!
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