I Love My Dad
I Wonder If Men Realize The Impact They Have On Their Daughter's Life... I lost my dad when I was 11 but i miss him to this day...I have to laugh when I look back at what he taught me...let me share...
he was very old fashioned..he told me, "young ladies do not chase men" Now i like to physically chase the boys...but to this day I have never asked a man out...I just can't make the first move..it is almost comical to watch and the men enjoy my torture as I struggle to get my intention out..once past point A, I can take over but my dad put the whammy on me taking the lead.
My dad told me what I was going to be when I grew up...i can see him sitting under the dogwood tree, drinking his glass of Black Lable beer with the salt in it..(why salt? never figured that out) anyway, he knew I wassmart but wasn't quite sure what to do with me except I was going to college
..he decided I was going to be an airline stewardess...Ok, Dad..I like to travel I told him..well, punkin, you have to stop growing or you won't be accepted...you see i shot up to my full height by the time I was 10. Ok, Dad...like i could control that too..you didnt' want to argue with this man..he won...then the planes crashed by the tons around Chicago so he called me back again...I am thinking you need to be a nurse. I am NOT convinced...well, dad...I don't like blood very much...no that is a good career for you..then Richard Speck killed the 8 nurses in Chicago...Once more he called me back...that might not be too safe punkin...dad, I want to be a teacher...that is what I want to do..i have known since 3rd grade that is my calling..hmmm..he said ok...finally and he left me alone..
thatis the highest aspiration he had for me..honorable woman career...
and my height..he was really concerned about my height..he was convinced I was going to be a basketball pla<x>yer..he really was concerned and told my mom..see he was a short man and must have suffered the Napoleon complex...well if he could see me now..small, compact and petite..he would be happy.
he was very old fashioned..he told me, "young ladies do not chase men" Now i like to physically chase the boys...but to this day I have never asked a man out...I just can't make the first move..it is almost comical to watch and the men enjoy my torture as I struggle to get my intention out..once past point A, I can take over but my dad put the whammy on me taking the lead.
My dad told me what I was going to be when I grew up...i can see him sitting under the dogwood tree, drinking his glass of Black Lable beer with the salt in it..(why salt? never figured that out) anyway, he knew I wassmart but wasn't quite sure what to do with me except I was going to college
..he decided I was going to be an airline stewardess...Ok, Dad..I like to travel I told him..well, punkin, you have to stop growing or you won't be accepted...you see i shot up to my full height by the time I was 10. Ok, Dad...like i could control that too..you didnt' want to argue with this man..he won...then the planes crashed by the tons around Chicago so he called me back again...I am thinking you need to be a nurse. I am NOT convinced...well, dad...I don't like blood very much...no that is a good career for you..then Richard Speck killed the 8 nurses in Chicago...Once more he called me back...that might not be too safe punkin...dad, I want to be a teacher...that is what I want to do..i have known since 3rd grade that is my calling..hmmm..he said ok...finally and he left me alone..
thatis the highest aspiration he had for me..honorable woman career...
and my height..he was really concerned about my height..he was convinced I was going to be a basketball pla<x>yer..he really was concerned and told my mom..see he was a short man and must have suffered the Napoleon complex...well if he could see me now..small, compact and petite..he would be happy.
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