A picture from the weekend

random updates

• I got a new phone today. I love it.
• When I got to the gym tonight, I discovered Junior (my shuffle) had a dead battery. I put Steve (my regular ipod) into duty and he gave up after 15 minutes. I gave up after 20 because working out in silence sucks.
• I'm hungry.
• I'm still trying to figure out what to do with my parents all weekend. So far we're going to the zoo and watching baseball.

Go Twins!

Things I love

Too hot to think edition:

• Air conditioning
• Pomegranate lemonade
  

Fathers Day

I've never liked Fathers Day. It's not that I don't like my dad. I love him very much. It's more that I don't like the Hallmark characterization of fathers.

Seriously, I've always had a difficult time choosing a card for my dad. My family doesn't do sappy and sweet. We do cute, funny and offbeat. According to greeting card companies, dads are the guys who mow the lawn, watch/play golf, drink beer, and endlessly channel surf. Huh. When I lived at home, I mowed the lawn. Now that I'm gone, Mom mows the lawn, unless I'm coming home in the near future, in which case they just let it go until I'm there to mow it (for the record, I don't mind mowing). Dad isn't real big on golf or beer, and if the TV is on, it usually means he's sleeping.

The perfect card for my dad would probably be something about a John Deere tractor, cows, or maybe fixing fence. Not exactly your standard Hallmark stuff. I gave him his gift when I was home in May, and while he was pretty excited (he loves falling asleep in front of nature documentaries), we both knew he wouldn't have a chance to watch it until this fall after the harvest is done. I sent him a cheesy card last week too.

I made sure to call home today, figuring I'd have to leave a message for him. To my surprise, he was in the house because he lost his voice yesterday and decided to skip church this morning. We talked for a while, and I asked him how he planned to celebrate the day. He planned to be out on the tractor, because what else would he be doing? Certainly not playing golf, drinking beer or watching TV. Happy Fathers Day, Dad. I hope you enjoyed it.

Rock on.

A few weeks ago, I convinced my parents to come visit me the weekend of July 4. I have a three day weekend and the Twins are in town. It took surprisingly little effort to convince Dad that it was a good idea. I ordered tickets online and it was done. I suggested that they might also want a hotel room, because let's face it. My apartment is not designed to hold three people. Today Mom emailed me and said they decided a hotel room would be great. Thanks to the lovely deals at Hotwire, I found them a cheap room at a nice hotel that's nearby.

I love it when a plan comes together like this.

To the Batmobile!

My horoscope for today, courtesy of Yahoo:

You feel like Batman, and the world is playing the Riddler. The answer will come.