Happy Father's Day!

I don't know about you, but my Dad is AWESOME. I try to tell him that often, but today Mom and I teamed up to make Dad feel extra special. Those extra special privileges include (but are not limited to) picking the lunch venue, dictating the days activities, and being all around pampered. Of course, since my Dad is awesome, he didn't demand pampering of any sort. But it's nice to spoil the man largely responsible for making me who I am today.

I'm so proud of my Dad. He does so much more for me than I ever could have asked for, and he's always been there for me no matter what. He'd stand by me in any pinch and he'd listen to whatever I had to say. Over the years we've had more than several very good discussions. Here recently we even embarked on a Daddy/Daughter road trip chock full of good times, good talks, good everythings.

I hope all of you out there with stand-up Dad's like mine took some time to really say thanks and to let him know he's appreciated. Having a strong, dependable, "look up to"-able father is so important. And no matter how old I get, I'll always be Daddy's Little Girl.

Since this post is all about Dad's, mine in particular, I'll recount some of the days events. We all had a really great Father's Day.

It started out with lunch. Saltgrass was the first option, but by the time we got there... Well, let's just say the food is good, but we didn't want to wait an hour. (Seems like everybody had the same idea—let's take Dad out!) ;-) So we ventured over to Matt's Rancho Martinez, which serves up some pretty yummy Mexican food, if I do say so myself. We talked over lunch and stuffed ourselves to the brim.

Then we waddled to our car, bellies full, and drove around a bit. After we got home, we pretty much had a siesta. I took a nap. In fact, I'm pretty sure all of us did, at least briefly. Next on the agenda was going to the movies, but not until later. After my nap, I joined Dad on the sofa and we watched part of a Western, which was undeniably fun.

We finally roused ourselves again and headed for the theater. It was my third time to see Prince of Persia, but the first for Mom and Dad. As usual, Dad made witty comments during, and I had to try pretty hard not to chuckle too loud to be polite. :-)

By the way, Mom and Dad really liked Prince of Persia. (And obviously I did, too. Again.)

It may not sound like much. Not a big, event filled day. But it was spent with loved ones, and we loved what we did, and that's what really matters.

I love you, Dad! Thanks for being everything you are, and for always being there for me. For putting a roof over my head, for putting cool gadgets in my hand, and being an all-around awesome man. You've taught me more than you could ever know—and that doesn't look to change any time soon. I'm always learning new things from you. I love you so much, World's Greatest Dad!