Monday, November 14, 2005

Called Dad to wish him a happy birthday.

"56," he said. "Getting old. Getting old. I still think of myself as a young man. But you can only take that so far, I guess."

I called him as he was being seated for his birthday dinner.

"It's a Monday night and guess what, the Cheddar's parking lot is full. Can you believe that? Monday. It makes sense. They have quality food and a wide selection on the menu."

He really loves that place. I'm glad he got to go there for his birthday.


Comments:
Your dad is a thing of beauty here. Yeowza.
 
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