Just a warning, this is yet another post detailing why I'm a bad child. In my defense, I am a grown-ass (wo)man who routinely gets treated like a child except for when I'm expecting it.
My Dad decided to take the day off work today because it was such a nice day. Since my Summer vacation was only a week this year [an observation he made several dozen times], he decided that I needed to get an entire summer's worth of aneurysm-inducing Dadness in one day. He asked if I wanted to do something aka he told me he was going to just drive around looking at plants all day and I should come with him. When I hemmed and hawed about agreeing to go he got pissed and went on a rampage: "My only daughter doesn't even want to spend any time with her father, I just want to spend some time with my kids and so on and so forth."
It's not that I don't want to spend time with my Dad. It's that I get carsick, hate "just looking around" [I was just talking to someone about how "just going into the city to walk around!" shouldn't be an acceptable activity], and just couldn't care less about nice weather.
Long story short I spent the day [no joke, 10am-6pm] in the car driving around to various nature locales in Northern NJ, listening to my Dad wax crazy-old-man about everything. He said "It's so nice to be here out in the middle of nowhere" so many times I half expected him to kill me, Turistas-style. He brought his binoculars and camera, so I looked through binoculars for the first time since Elementary school and took pictures of grass. Pictures that my Dad put on the home computer and expects me to look at with him even though I've seen them already because I freaking took half of them.
Back up to College City on Saturday!
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8 comments:
Ew, gross, but that sounds like a real dad thing! My dad never says or does anything like that, but then again he's really awkward and doesn't hang out with people.
I kinda look forward to having crazy-old man privileges, I've gotta learn to appreciate nature though
Now, now...One of these days Dear Ol' Dad will be gone. Better cherish the opportunities...
Aw, seriously, that sounds really sweet. When you get older, you'll realize that your family is the most important thing and your life, and you'll cherish those weird driving trips. Trust me.
An 8 hour nature drive? Did he role any doobs for you? Was the music any good?
You really should try to see things from his point of view. After all, is'nt he footing the bill for your studies?....amongst other things.
"Heff's" right, you will regret it after he is gone and you will never be able to make it up.
tf: my dad's such a dad it's embarrassing, haha.
mnwhr: i half-suspect that my dad just makes up half of the things he says so don't worry about it
heff: i always appreciate these awful things because in retrospect they make me laugh, but *during* them i lose my mind!
valley girl: the excursions are definite memory makers
dr ken: doobs? i wish! it wasnt that kind of nature drive. no tunes, either, since rural new jersey hasn't invented radio signals yet.
anon: dont get me wrong, he's 100% my dear old d-a-d, but he's crazy sometimes!
I didn't know NJ *HAD* nature locales...I know of The Pine Barrens and the (Reeves-Reed) Arboretum, but they are rather far away from each other.
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