I took a nap.
Hey, it seemed like the fatherly thing to do. Also, loafing.
Pharyngula
Evolution, development, and random biological ejaculations from a godless liberal
I took a nap.
Hey, it seemed like the fatherly thing to do. Also, loafing.
Happy fathers day, PZ!
Hobby time here–got excused from all of the usual chores.
My older daughter usually arrives around dinner time with a cheesecake; the other (out of town) one sent me a $25 Amazon gift card.
You know what’s cute? My dad always wishes me a happy Father’s Day back, on account of the cats and dog I’ve got. He’s pretty awesome like that.
:) To each their own, I guess.
I’d blow a fuse to the point of being passive-aggressively non-responsive if someone suggested something like that to me.
So as a great Father’s Day present, I see the neocons are trying to con us in to another expensive disaster in Iraq to cover up the obscenities of GWB and Cheney we’ve been involved with since 2003. And of course it is Obama’s fault for getting out.
Father’s day is in November here, to kick off the Christmas spending spree, as we don’t really celebrate Halloween and can’t give two flying fucks about Thanksgiving.
I was gonna link to that Harry Chapin song but I listened to it first.
:(
I made kedgeree.
It was good, although it might have been even better with something umamic like sundried tomatoes.
It could also have taken more parsley.
I’m only a step-dad, so toiled all day linking up 8 rainwater recycling barrels.
…. oh, and tapping into two or three (or was it four?) crafted ails (headache expected).
My wife and daughter took me to my choice of restaurant. They’d jacked up the price for Father’s day, and lost some favorite foods, so we went elsewhere for dessert. I got a maple-bacon doughnut, and to hold hands with my dears as we walked.
They got me the Family Guy version of Star Wars, and a flying toy. Now reclining with two dogs and the internet.
I was actually wished a happy Earth-father’s day by an uncle for not having children. I was quite tickled, especially since it’s contrary to the general “people without children are selfish” meme.
Happy Father’s day and Earth-Father’s day to those of you with children, and those of you you decided not to have children, respectively.
And a special Happy Father’s Day to our host, who should still be too busy loafing to read this. Loaf it up, for tomorrow you shall be busy again.
Well, I am an un-father so today is un-father’s day to me. And my un-birthday two. Double celebration!! And tomorrow I shall celebrate my 70.33333…th birthday as well.
smellyoldgit #9
“crafted ails”
“headache expected”
Well, yeah.
;)
Spouse slept a headache off most of the day, then made really good kabobs for dinner (because he doesn’t like the way I cook). I mowed the yard, cleaned the mower as best as I could (it’s a loaner and ours should be ready for pickup from the repair place any day now), sewed up a ripped shirt seam, and did some laundry. Woohoo.
Father’s Day? Screw it. I’m not one, unless you count kitties, and mine died not all that long ago. All it is is a sad reminder. Same goes for Mothers Day, by the way. Hallmark Holidays.
whatever
Happy Father’s Day. Enjoy some jellyfish-inspired lamps: http://roxyrussell.com/
I’ll worry about it in September. That’s when our local version is.
I spent the day trying to kill the husband with saturated fats.
Breakfast: Bacon and homemade apricot pastry based loosely on kouign amann. Lunch: Lost somewhere between breakfast and supper; substituted with a movie and what I am assured was the medium tub of popcorn. Supper: Cheeseburgers and two desserts, strawberry-lemon-mint sorbet and chocolate lava cakes with freshly whipped cream.
Okay, the burgers were turkey and the husband deferred chocolate lava cake until this morning, but still. And there is nothing sillier-looking than a cat who’s had whipped cream dabbed on his nose.
Also, I do not understand why I cannot get my preferred heavy cream in half-pints. I do not need a pint of heavy cream. Very few people, I suspect, ever need a pint of heavy cream. The heavy or whipping creams with added stabilizers/thickeners have a less unctuous texture and tend to slide off the tongue a bit rather than melting over it when whipped, and the cream that is only cream only comes in pints. However, the excess cream means I had my coffee this morning topped with a large dollop (technically, several dollops) of cream slightly sweetened and flavored with vanilla, whipped soft so it slumps when mounded up. There is something wonderful about drinking the hot coffee through a raft of cold whipped cream and then getting the remnants of cream out of the mug with a spoon or, preferably, a finger.
PZ
Me Too! Hope you enjoyed it as much as I did, also the family took me out to a restaurant for dinner and I had a bacon cheeseburger. Yum!
Hope you had a great day, PZ.
I suggested to my hubby that we go out to eat on Saturday, after running our errands.
He chose our favorite sushi place, so that was a treat for me, too.
On Sunday, I gifted him with a quiet day to work on his research and dissertation.
I cooked kippers and eggs for breakfast, and made enchiladas for dinner.
I surprised him with a blueberry cheesecake for dessert.
I have to admit that I was a little disappointed that the daughter who lives nearby didn’t offer to take him out today, but called him as they were off to do their own thing.
The son was quick to call, since he’s now a father and has a wife who reminds him of such things.
One daughter sent a card, another called at bedtime and the youngest left him a message on FB.
Remind me again why it’s a good thing that we moved closer to a couple of the kids?