Today my dad would be 66. The day after Valentine’s day always has a weird feeling. Not overly sad or anything. Just weird. I associate today with happy things.
Strawberry cake with strawberry icing. I attempted it once on college and failed. I really should try again. Maybe make it a tradition every year and use it to teach the boys about the Grandad they never met.
So while today I am taking a sick day with a horrible cold, I thought I would go through my dad’s scrapbook and share some photos. Quality is gonna blow because I am taking them with my phone but whatever. Let’s stroll down memory lane, shall we?
First up, you think Ollie is my mini-me? Ahem
I mean…cmon. How fucking cute is that?