June 18, 2006

THE TAKE

Well, it was Father's Day, and I was treated exquisitely by my jaded little darlings. But not to put a stopper on it I insisted on tallying the score for them, a reckoning, to wit:

From The Bride: the new Chili Peppers CD (double!) and a card. Nice.

From Velocidaughter One: A car visor CD holder, and a card. Nice!

From Velocidaughter Two: A glower, and mutterings about never getting paid an allowance. She is too proud to ask for anything.

On my end? I was feted at a Mexican establishment for lunch (my treat). And I was mellow enough not to demand green cards, zee papers, as I normally would. It was a drama free event.

Wal-Mart: a flat screen TV and mini-fridge for the college-bound one. Although she did return her other TV and paid me, so the telly a wash.

Dinner? On me.

Of course I don't say this as a nasty thing. I'm just, as the Dutch call me, a contumelious bastard, and I take wicked humour in telling my offspring how deeply their bestowals grind upon my wallet. Not that they care. They know Dad is a contumelious bastard. I do, in fact, think the sweethearts revel in it.

At any rate, it was a wonderful day. Excuse me while I pop in some Peppahs.

Posted by Velociman at June 18, 2006 8:57 PM
Comments

Seems like you enjoyed your day as much as I did mine, although you, at least, got to spend Father's Day with your Offspring. Alas, all I got was some Long-Distance Lovin'.

It is pure Synchronicity that impelled our wives to purchase us the self-same Father's Day cards. Kismet, p'raps, in all its bizarreness.

Posted by: Elisson at June 18, 2006 9:26 PM

Heh. Forgot to mention that. Me and Elisson getting the same Father's Day card, from a pair of Donnas.

Posted by: Velociman at June 18, 2006 9:31 PM

I got call from all the kids. No money or cards or TV's. But did have some great white northerns with smoked turkey wings with corn bread.
It was the bomb.

Posted by: Don Jr. at June 18, 2006 11:39 PM

California, rest in peace!

Posted by: Cythen at June 18, 2006 11:47 PM

Uh...

How the hell would you two KNOW that you got the same card? Do ya call each other first thing and read them out to each other over the phone!?!

Heh, heh. Cuz I didn't know you two were that close. (Kinda cute though. The hunt neva ends for sensitive men...:D)

Posted by: Key at June 19, 2006 1:23 AM

I await your answer to Key's question.
When you gotta know you gotta know

Otherwise fine

Posted by: KeesKennis at June 19, 2006 12:14 PM

Elisson and I share these sorts of things. Along with our underwear size, etc.

Posted by: Velociman at June 19, 2006 1:57 PM

"Elisson and I share these sorts of things. Along with our underwear size, etc."

Yikes! :)

Happy Belated Father's Day, V- Man. I cooked up some Filet Mignon for my Daddy & Hubby last night; it was a good day.

Posted by: Lisa W. at June 19, 2006 2:50 PM

I'm really diggin' on the Chilli Pepper's new one too. Downloaded that bad boy from iTunes and have been playing it ever since.

Posted by: David K. at June 19, 2006 2:59 PM

You got better gifts than me. I got a piece of pussy and a shirt and both of them were a few sizes too large, Cat

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