Happy Father's Day...and some other stuff

I know, I’ve been quiet the past couple of weeks. I’m sorry, I suck. You probably already knew that, so it shouldn’t come as a shock. LOL

In the past two weeks, we’ve become a two car family again, thanks to the ever-wonderful ResourcefulMommy and the fact that I was on GTalk when her hubby decided to sell his old car. It’s a perfect fit for us and I am MOBILE! It is amazing to not be incarcerated in my house six days a week. Added bonus? I got to spend the day at the beach at Sandy Point in Annapolis with Amy and family when we picked it up. See!?

On the downside, the laptop did something really weird one night a couple weeks ago, which resulted in the need for the recovery disk and a reformatting of the hard drive. EVERYTHING that I wrote and all my pictures are gone, save the ones that were still on the camera. Thankfully I suck at erasing things, so I didn’t lose a whole lot picture wise. Still, I lost a ton of in-progress client work and that is where I have been. Catching up. Yay.

I’m sitting here at 3 in the morning, waiting for the cheesecakes to cool for our Father’s Day cookout at my dad’s house and wanted to take a minute to share with all of you just how much the two most important fathers in my life mean to me.

My dad is one of the most amazing men that I have ever met. He’s gruff and harsh when it is warranted, but the biggest softie you ever want to meet, all at the same time. He hates seeing anyone hurt and he has the most amazing amount of love for his children and grandchildren. It has killed me to watch him try to be strong for the rest of us this past year, since mom passed away. He tries so hard to make everything as close to the same as it was when she was around, and I couldn’t love him more. He has been such an integral part of the person that I am and I can’t thank him enough. I mean, look as his face as he walked me down the aisle just over 4 years ago. It’s truly the face of a father who loves his daughter.

Of course, my husband takes the other place of honor in my life. Part of the reason I married him was because he has the same heart and integrity as my father. Yes, he occasionally drives me insane, but I couldn’t ask for a better person to have a family with. He’s sacrificed so much over the past few years to take care of me and our babies. I wish I had the means to do more to make him happy, because he deserves so much more from life than he gets. We are his entire world, almost to a fault. I can only hope that I make him feel appreciated often enough and that he loves me even half as much as I love him. You can see that his boys are his pride and joy, just by the look on his face.