Father’s Day 2012

Sunday was Father’s Day and I wanted to make sure that I get this posted before I forget the details of a glorious day.  I was woken on Sunday morning the sounds of the boys downstairs.  I was in and out of sleep, but that’s pretty normal on the weekends when Mom & Dad tend to sleep in a bit and the boys are raring to go.  Through my sleep haze, I could have sworn I heard the words “Yuengling” and “Miller Lite“.  This naturally wouldn’t be coming from MY angels so I figured it was nothing more than a dream of a recent Annex trip and I rolled back over.

Sure enough, I was greeted a few minutes later by my boys and breakfast in bed!  There’s no doubt that these are my boys… they brought me a Yuengling, a Miller Lite and piece of toast (not to mention a couple of BITCHIN homemade Father’s Day cards).  Talk about the perfect way to wake up.  Love you guys!

We had a nice lazy morning at home, did some stuff around the house and yard and watched a few innings of the Indians game.  It was a perfect way to spend an afternoon.  I have to also give a huge thanks to The Wife here for really making my Father’s Day special.  She’s the best wife and momma that a guy could ask for.  I’m a lucky man.

Father’s Day at the Lake

Just as we’ve done for the last couple of years, we had plans to go to Grandma & Pop’s community lake for a multi-family cookout.  This has quickly become my favorite Father’s Day tradition as it allow both The Wife and I to be with our dads, not to mention our moms, brothers, their wives, our nieces and last but not least Gramps.

We headed to the lake at around 4:00 in the afternoon which gave the boys some time to swim before we fired up the grill at around 5:00.  We had an unbelievable spread which included homemade grilled salmon, flank steak, potato salad, tossed greens, watermelon and a whole lot more.  I have to say it was quite incredible.

Unfortunately we seem to be carrying on another Father’s Day tradition… rain.  Or to be more accurate, torrential downpour.  Just as it did last year, right around the time it was time to sit down and eat, the skies opened up and let loose.  Luckily this year, there was an incredibly gracious family there who was on their way out and let us borrow their tent which was the perfect size to fit over our picnic. It’s the only thing that saved the day.

It’s stuff like this that I’ll never forget.  Even though it’s not quite the way we planned it, I can honestly say that I wouldn’t change a thing.  A, G, C… thanks for a perfect day.  Love you guys!