Some of my friends know me as… frugal.
There are famous photographs of me, in line at the 99c store, counting my nickels and dimes while the shoppers in the background look like they’re ready to maul me. I don’t go thrift shopping unless it’s half off day. And I’ve been known to shout “A DOLLAR FIFTY FOR A PACK OF GUM?! YOU RETAIL SAVAGES!” quite loudly in Walmart.
I’m not much for impulse buys.
Even though this tends to primarily be a humor blog, I am also a sentimental fool.
[And I am queen AND RULER OF ALL SO I CAN DO AS I PLEASE!!!!]
In honor of Father’s Day today, I would like to share a video of my dad and I singing. I feel that this is one of the first times we’ve sang a duet together, but there’s nothing as fun and special as singing with someone you know. And who, besides mom, do you know better than your dad?
Everyone has their set of special skills.
Some of us possess skills the world isn’t ready for. We’re misunderstood—unappreciated, even. We are Superman.
One of my special skills happens to be
setting things ablaze burning things in our indoor, square fire-pit. Normal people call it a microwave.