Friday Father's Day, no work 'til Monday... doo doot doo doot doot doot doot dooo doot doot do do.... that is unless you're prepping for a Father's Day fete'. I am prepping for a phone call and a lot of beach time. Usually Amber INK. is all about girls. This weekend we'd like to focus on the men in our lives who matter.
Here's me and my younger siblings with my
dad on a particularly lovely Easter Sunday in the 80s.
Here's my momma and biz-naz partner, Incredimobo (aka Pam) on her daddy's lap chilling with her brother and 'the aunts' in the 1960s. You just know there were jello moulds in that kitchen somewherez.
SO this weekend we look to our Father's or our Father Figures or our kid's Fathers to do Aloha Friday up right.
We got such a kick in pants over all of last week's awesome Aloha Friday dreamz comments. This week we're going to blow up the comments again.
Share each of your picks in the comments section!
#1 - A memory of your dad or your baby's daddy or an uncle or a grandfather, pick your father's day poison.
On the morning of my white-robed high school graduation I unearthed my long lost white high heels from under my bed. To my shock and horror they were worse than grimy. They were scrody. We were living on a prayer at the time - no dollars at all for new shoes, especially when I hadn't taken care of the first. I knew that I was royally screwed. I did what any teenager would do. I had a breakdown. My meltdown encouraged mom to have one pushing me to declare "MY LIFE IS RUINED!!!" I scrubbed them until the dirt on them went muddy while dad chuckled at the 'NOT A LAUGHING MATER!"
"You know..." he interrupted my sobs, "I bet we could paint them." What?! He hooked up his airbrush, my dad does not take painting lightly, and three coats later I had the shiniest most sparkling pair of shoes on stage. I remember everyone saying how awesome my heels were, and knowing I had the best secret ever. Dad saves the day and my graduation, and at eighteen, I still get to feel like my dad is a hero. Well played, father. Well played.
#2 - Something (a noun or verb) that always reminds you of your dad, hubby, uncle etc....
Stacks of napkins. My dad is incapable of letting a paper napkin go to waste. No matter where we are, if there are any stray unused napkins in sight, dad collects them, folds them twice and puts them in his shirt pocket. We tease him and he tells us about the importance of trees. It's a tradition
Side note: At an airport dive bar with my brother earlier this year, I left the table, turned to grab my purse, and caught my kid brother stuffing our table's remaining napkins into the back pocket of his slacks. OH THE GLEE THAT MOMENT BROUGHT ME!
Which slides us the perfect segue to our last Aloha Friday buzz:
#3 - A habit or a trait that you have that is either genetic or learned from your daddy or father figure, or one that you love to see in your kids, because you know it's from your hubby.
Yup. Flat as a pancake.
OK, This got long! Next week short and sweet, promise!
All about your father or father figure or baby daddy:
#1 - A memory
#2 - An object or place or thing that reminds you of them
#3 - Something you learned, inherited or something you see in your kids
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