Trendy or Trashy?

I grew up in one of the most conservative households known to man and even I wear thong panties! Honestly, I just thought everyone did?! Recently during a lunchtime conversation with the girls at work they were talking about how appalling it was that the students undies peek out above their jeans from time to time. Now let me clarify...high school is the last place we should see undies! I totally agree with that. However, the girls continued on that they didn't understand how anyone could wear a pair of those "thongs" anyway. Don't forget my girls at work are a few years older than me. They went on and on about how uncomfortable they must be, who would even buy those, they seemed kind of trashy, etc, etc. Well, of course, I just quickly withdrew from the conversation and became an innocent listener pretending to understand their theories. After all that I couldn't bring myself to say anything in defense of my ever-favorite thong panties. I love my thongs! They have so many great benefits including never showing a panty line! Not to mention the fact that my husband adores the "cheeky" view! I mean ever since I tried my first thongs as a young teen I've never looked back! I've really always thought that thongs are one of the greatest fashion inventions. Don't worry I do venture out every now and then testing out the low rise hip huggers and such, but I always go back to my trusty, trendy thongs. So, girls what are your thoughts?

Quirky, Slim & Cigarettes, Oh My!

Sunday is quickly approaching and it's time to notice the little things in life that I so adore about my husband! Most importantly (keeping with the theme) he is truly a wonderful father. I'm so comforted knowing that my son is growing up in a home of love and mutual respect. So, I would like to publicly say, "Husband, thank you for being the strong, supportive, loving man that you are. I am proud to be your wife."

Father's Day is always a tough holiday for me to actually "celebrate" since my "Dad" has been gone for most of my adult life; however, this year I'm keeping it positive by sharing a few of my favorite or just quirky "Dad" memories...

Hearing him sing, "You've got to know when to hold 'em, know when to fold 'em, know when to walk away, know when to run, you never count your money when you're sittin' at the table..." (can you guess who sings that?) or he would sing just anything by Slim Whitman. Yes, I think we (my brothers & sister) all could sing along! Oh, how embarrassed we would get when he would sing in public--he really had a terrible voice--but I would give anything to hear it again now.

He had an amazing vocabulary and an almost photographic memory--he remembered everything he read and could answer anything we ever asked.

He would always bring us home a "surprise" after he had been away. It was usually just lipstick candies, candy cigarettes (anyone remember those?!), giant jawbreakers and such.

He would ask us for "change" and trade us dollar bills--somehow we always ended up with more money than we had started with.

He bought me a 3 speed bike at a garage sale and it was blue, my favorite color. He was so very proud of his purchase that he had to wax it so that it would be fit for his "Princess" (I know hard to believe, that's me!) Well, being the manly Dad that he was, he waxed my bicycle with his buffer that was powered by his 6' tall air compressor and yep, you got it...that crazy spinning tool just got caught in the brake cords and the cords went flying everywhere! I was crying, he was promising to fix it--oh, the drama! Of course, he "fixed" it...umm, yeah, my brakes never worked right, but damn I had the cleanest bicycle on the block.

How he told the Legend of "Falling Rock" on long road trips to Canada. He was an amazing story-teller.

How he loved to throw pool parties and BBQ's...always inviting tons of people over so he could proudly feed them all.

Okay, so kind of mushy for my first post! But, why not celebrate the happily ever after moments that make our lives just that? So, it's your turn...What are your favorite "Dad" memories?