Well despite all my grumbling about Father’s Day being lame and stupid I had a reasonably good one. My loving wife took myself ad the brood out the Chevy’s on Saturday evening which was pretty good considering. I had a weak Margarita which was just fine. DJ Sobe Real was only slightly a terror and Chevy’s is so damned loud no one could really notice. DJ got a balloon which was appreciated. While I can appreciate that DJ Sobe Real loves balloons, I myself have an unreasonable fear of balloons. I know its not going to hurt me. I know my fear is unjustified. However I just cannot stand balloons fro fear that they could pop unexpectedly near me. That being said no one is going to deny my kid of a balloon, including myself.

I woke up Father’s day expecting a card and maybe some oatmeal. Mrs. Mice is hilarious because she always manages to psyche me out and make me think I am getting nothing. I mean I deserve nothing, that is for sure. What I got though was a Wii. Oh yes. You are jealous. Ha Ha!

I also got a couple of framed portraits of the family minus myself. Everyone is smiling and its really something that would melt the heart of even the most hardened Yakuza.

We went to my sister’s house Sunday and we got to see my nephews who are awesome. We all swam in the pool including Check 1,2 on the Microphone. Who had a great time first time swimming not in a bathtub or sink.

I got to see my Dad and I told him he was a great Dad and the model for my Dad-ness. He made a joke about hoping I could do better but that is his usual self -depreciating humor. He really is the best Dad and has always used humor to make things better for me. I appreciate him and I understand him better than ever now that I myself am a Dad.

So despite all the whining and crying I had a great father’s day. Not even crying kids are going to bring me down.