Champagne Bubble About Town

It isn't what I do, but how I do it. It isn't what I say, but how I say it, and how I look when I do it and say it.

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Every year when Father’s Day rolls around, I’m filled with an inexpressible amount of love for my father. But this kind of love is very much all around on the other 364 days of the year too. My dad and I decided many years ago that our relationship had hit a level where we were not just father and daughter, but two friends. Two confidantes. He’s a self-proclaimed “man for all seasons” and I try to never let him forget that he refers to himself as such either. The sacrifices he made over the years for our family have been extraordinary and he has taught me how to laugh through a crisis, that there is a time and a place to be serious but when life gets heavy-heavy, there’s a pop culture reference that can usually be inserted in there somewhere to lighten it up a bit. I can’t wait to see him next month. We have so much catching up at the bookstores and loud music listening to do together! Best friends and sneaking in all the cheap candy into the movie theater buddies for life!

Every year when Father’s Day rolls around, I’m filled with an inexpressible amount of love for my father. But this kind of love is very much all around on the other 364 days of the year too. My dad and I decided many years ago that our relationship had hit a level where we were not just father and daughter, but two friends. Two confidantes. He’s a self-proclaimed “man for all seasons” and I try to never let him forget that he refers to himself as such either. The sacrifices he made over the years for our family have been extraordinary and he has taught me how to laugh through a crisis, that there is a time and a place to be serious but when life gets heavy-heavy, there’s a pop culture reference that can usually be inserted in there somewhere to lighten it up a bit. I can’t wait to see him next month. We have so much catching up at the bookstores and loud music listening to do together!

Best friends and sneaking in all the cheap candy into the movie theater buddies for life!

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There were like, four or five fairly lengthy moments in This is the End that had me almost crying from laughing so hard and this one was definitely in that cluster. Also, can we discuss Michael Cera damn near stealing the movie at the beginning? With the Capri Sun bathroom scene? Because that was unexpected but delightful as shit.

“Hey god, it’s me Jonah Hill. From Moneyball.”

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In exactly one month from today, I’ll be at home.

Climbing up the City Museum’s Castle Climber is within my near future (!!!!), as are so many other activities spent with family, friends, and myself, since I am so prone to walking all over the place. My dad may be more excited than me actually - in one day, we’re going to conquer visiting all of his co-workers downtown (many of which have known me since I was in grade school), heading to a new library, going to Clayton, and then heading to another bookstore after that.

Can’t wait to dump the Instagram photos all over the place and get my flower crown making/champagne sipping/park hopping dayssssss on!

Filed under 5 days of love friendship family and alcohol going home personal