3 in a row...

Another Valentine's Day has come and gone... This is the third one that my fiancee and I have spent together, though there have been trials and tribulations in between the last one and this one... That's three years we've spent by each others sides, more than any other in my life. And granted that we were not there for each other for approximately three months, we have settled our differences and come to a compromise; He promises not to be an idiot, and I promise not to kick his butt! LOL. No, seriously though, we have worked through the problems that caused the rift and are working on becoming the people we both know we can be. -I know it is going to be a long road, but the way I figure it, we will have the rest of our lives to work on it. And, yes, as of May 16th we will tie that ever important knot, much to my Dad's relief, I'm sure! LOL, love you Dad! We have finally set the date, and are sending the invites, though we know that not everyone will be able to show up. We have decided on a completely casual wedding, so come as you are. Bring picnic type food(potato salad, chips, drinks, watermelon, etc...) as we are doing B-B-Q chicken for the reception. And I am doing the cooking! I LOVE- BBQ chicken... Anyway!
As always, I love you, Daddy. Let me know if you can make it up for the BIG DAY. But I will understand if you can't.

Memory Lane...

Do you ever find that when you try to remember something that has happened in your life, it either doesn't come or it comes out completely different than what actually happened? I was reading my Dad's blog today, and he has posted an event that happened when I was about 4 years old. It was relatively traumatic, at the time, so I suppose that my have colored my memory of it. I do remember some salient points of it, such as going to get him, and the moments just before-hand, when we(my friend and I) were building mud pies on the canal bank. But my memory in between is foggy. What I do know is this; If it weren't for my Dad, she would have died. Sorry, Yellow Onions got to me... LOL.

Love you, Daddy. Thanks you for always being there when you were really needed.

Seriously, WTF!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!

Ok, how the heck does a bank, employed by a tax firm, who is guaranteed to get the money back from the IRS, deny someone getting an advance on their tax return? I mean, seriously, WTF!?!?!?!?!?!?!? They are GUARANTEED of getting their money back, where's the risk? I don't get it. And, of course, the phone call comes in right when I need the money the most... Darn government... Ah well...

As always, Love you Daddy. -Hope your Taxes went alot better than mine.