Hope everyone had a good Father's Day weekend! Ours was perfectly lovely despite the on and off rain all weekend. Sometimes it was just that little pittypat of rain that the garden loves and even I can walk around in with impunity. Other times it was rain of a more torrential sort. The kind that if if you are driving means that the road and the side of the road look frighteningly similar.
Sidenote: I don't think I will ever stop marveling at how Florida rain falls so very specifically. There we were driving along, minding our own business. I was reading a funny article to Tim from my phone, he was laughing at all the funny parts. Then I heard one of those thunder claps that makes the entire world seem to stop for a split second. And then it was as if we had driven into a wall of rain. As we continued to motor forward, far more slowly, around us was bizarro rain world. It was all about sensations: the sound of the rain drumming on the roof and the crashsplash of driving through massive puddles, the feel of the wind pushing against the car as we moved forward and everything else was silent. Then, just as suddenly, we drove through another end wall into sunshine and dry pavement but we could still see the rainy part in the rear view mirror. It was WILD!
Anyway, so part rain, part sun, lotsa clouds weekend. And there is a balance to it all like most things, the rain giveth: rainbows, cooler temperatures, beautiful sunsets, some terrific photo ops and the rain taketh away: the cookout I had planned for Father's Day dinner. Ratz.
But that's ok. We know a number of pizza places in our area that deliver and since we also ended up having pizza on Mother's Day, come to think of it, it's kind of full circle ;) But I did have a fun little cookout planned really. And when I would normally have been standing at the grill, instead I was standing at the window looking out at yet another downpour. But there is nothing to be done for it. We still got out and about and had fun and got wet and enjoyed the weekend.
I told Tim that it was HIS weekend and that we would do whatever he wanted. And one of the things he wanted to do was visit my Dad. And so we did. We honoured BOTH of our fathers in one visit really. Tim's dad was in the Marine Corps and my dad was in the Navy. So spending a little bit at the National Cemetery was a tribute to both.
I adored both my own father and my father-in-law. Both men were very family oriented, very smart and very interesting men. My dad loved to laugh, and Tim's dad told some of the funniest stories I've ever heard. I think they would have liked each other. They would have balanced each other out nicely. But oddly, I don't think they ever actually met. Kind of a shame because I loved them both dearly and miss them so much. Maybe they are hanging out together up in heaven eh?
The rest of our weekend was a lot of photographs and visiting model houses (because we like doing that) and running errands and watching old movies on TV and one trip to Long Horn Steak House because that is one of Tim's favourites and being sleepy listening to the rain.
All in all, not a bad way to celebrate Father's Day.
Hope yours was a good one too.
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