spend more time with my dad

Organised a special daddy daughter weekend this weekend because my stepmum was out of town. I cant even remember the last time we did this, it was great! We cooked dinner together, he made the fish I made the salad and we sat down to a lovely meal together. After that we went visiting some of his friends for awhile and then went out to the movies just hm and me, its a good thing we both like action movies :). After we went to car dealerships to look at some of the cars he was interested in buying, even though i wasnt heaps interested I love spending time with him and the fact that he asked and wanted my oppinion on everything and he actually listened to it! I had an amazing time with him why cant we do that more? Bam the step mum came back and it was back to be putting second in line I guess things arnt going to be the way I want them. At least Im trying

I don’t see him enough and I love him, he’s my hero.

It’s been a while since my last entry for this goal, but I still spend a lot of time with my dad.
Recently, he went back to the hospital. He had a bacterial infection, caused by an antibiotic perscribed for an ingrown toenail. He fell, because he was very light headed, and in the hospital it was discovered his infection was extremely contagious!
So poor dad had to move his bedroom downstairs. He has decided this was a good move, putting him closer to the bathroom, to the primary heat source (Vermont winters being particularly cold), and no stairs to navigate makes us all happy.
I hung out with him at the hospital, and stayed overnight with him his second night back. I was glad to spend more time with him, although I wish the circumstances could have been better.

I have always been super close with my parents, especially my dad. I’m an only child. But since my mom died suddenly about 3 months ago, it PAINS me to see my dad alone. He says he’s alright, but you know… You worry. I cry because I fear he is lonely. Sometimes I think I spend too much time bugging him, but then there are days I don’t see him and I worry about him. I want him to remember that even though mom is gone, he still has his daughter around to fill that void.

Last week, my Dad went in for a pace maker, which earned him an overnight in the hospital. I went up to visit him twice on Wednesday, and although it is a day I don’t typically go visit my Dad a hospital visit was not what I had in mind when I said I wanted to spend more time with him.
Of course it was an upbeat couple visits, and I saw him in the morning with my 2 sisters before surgery, went home to sleep, and then saw him again that night with 1 of my sisters and my brother, who drove up from Mass to check on him. When we all get together, we usually get to joking and being loud (since my Dad is hard of hearing), so at one point the hospital staff shut his door.
My Dad spent most of the day in his hospital gown, with no underware on. Every time he had to pee my brother would jump up and keep the back closed for him. My brother called it “ass duty.” When I got there, I did inform Dad that even though they did not tell him he could put his underware on after the surgery, that in fact they did not require them off, and if he did put them on the worst they could do would be to ask him to remove them. He thought on it for a few minutes and asked for his skivies. He’s not one to typically question authority, and if they wanted his undies off, even if it made no sense at all, why should he question it? But his modesty and my common sense did win the argument over for him.
So my claim to fame for this adventure was that I am the one who got my dad to put his underpants back on!

How come every Monday morning (when I go to my Dads for breakfast) for the last month the weather has been so bad that I just go straight home after work? Does the winter have it in for my quality Dad time?
Besides this, I seem to have too many projects going on. I am also adding to my standard work at home, increasing my weekly chores. (You lean thinkers know what I’m talking about.)
This goal will have to be held over into next year, for sure….
On the other hand, I may never be satisfied, and will always feel that I need to spend more time with my Dad.

Spending more time with my dad has been great. I can’t believe that it has taken me this long to try to build a relationship with him. I pray that I have lots of time with him to do more exciting and “normal” things.

My Dad and I went to Seattle for Mother’s Day weekend (sorry, Lisa) and went to all three Yankees/Mariners games. I enjoyed spending time with him and learned more about myself than of him. I did enjoy it and I am fairly certain that he did as well. I look forward to going to a few games this summer with him in Boise as well.

Today, I went to Dad’s for Sunday diner, made him a hamburger (plus an extra he can eat later this week), and spent some time with him (and my oldest sister). I gave him a new pair of headphones, which he uses when he watches TV. He loves watching movies and Gunsmoke episodes, and the TV gives him so much pleasure!
It was a good day, and I really appreciate my father. I’m going to have breakfast with him in the morning.

In an effort to keep my dad out of the sun for extended periods, and to keep him from exerting himself, we (Dad’s kids) are going to try and mow his lawn for him. I had some time this morning and went over, used his riding lawn mower, and did the mowing! Since I normally don’t see him on Tuesdays, it was extra time, and counts as spending more time with my dear old dad! I got to chat with him, and felt pretty good having done something for him! It was a god day…