Last week I spent a long weekend at home in Houston with the specific purpose of taking a dance lesson with my dad for our father-daughter dance for the wedding. He chose "My Girl" for our dance because it reminds him of the time we went to see Father of the Bride and were late to the showing and had to sit in the very front row for all 105 minutes of the film. I guess my parents remember it differently than I do, because apparently it was a great memory for them! So, since today is also his birthday, I thought I would tell you a little about him so you can truly appreciate how big this was for him.
My dad grew up in the Midwest, which means he likes things like Star Trek and Subway sandwiches. It also means he had an intense desire to get the hell outta there, and worked his ass off to become a successful business person. Today, he has a high-pressure job in IT and works on average 90-1,409 hours a week.
Happy Birthday Dad!