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Happy Fathers day to the all the Dads out there. I’ll leave it at that. I have a problem with Fathers Day. In fact, I have a problem with Mothers Day, Bosses day, Grandparents day, any other day that there is a coerced sense of affection. Not to say that the kids feel as if they are forced to say “I love you”, its just that we don’t need a special day to do so. It’s something we do everyday. Case in point … I’m in Target the other day. They have the Indiana Jones box set on sale. If you haven’t heard, George Lucas is starting to film a 4th Indiana Jones movie, so in anticipation of the new movie, I wanted to pick up the box set. Sorry, can’t happen. The kids already purchased it for me, so I have to wait. Don’t get me wrong, I love it when the kids actually think of Mom and I, but that’s what Christmas is for. In all honesty, Mom did the thinking, the buying, the wrapping, etc … That’s what I mean by “forced”. The kids are just showing up for the credit. I know, because mother’s day wasn’t that long ago and we did the same thing.

I don’t know if its urban legend or not, but I remember someone telling me that Mother’s Day and Father’s Day were created by Hallmark just to sell greeting cards. I don’t know if that’s true or not, but it sounds like something they would do. Look, I have enough ties, dress shirts, etc … the fact that my wife is buying me things and slapping a Father’s Day card on it doesn’t make it any more special then when she spontaneously picks up something for me. I don’t need a special day to show the affection we have for each other. I especially get in trouble for this with my Mom. My mom loves cards. I can send her all the flowers, jewelry or any other present, but it wouldn’t matter if she didn’t get the Mother’s Day Hallmark greeting card. For some reason, she needs to see it in writing. Where I get into trouble is that I don’t send it. Not that I don’t love her, I mean I can call her 364 days in the year and tell her that I appreciate her and love her, but if I don’t say it ON THAT DAY, it’s like all the other days didn’t exist. This can only happen to me.

So come Sunday, we will go out to lunch or dinner (my pick of course), I will unwrap my surprise gift (gee … I wonder what it will be) and read my Fathers day card. The most important moment will be when my wife and kids tell me they love me, Fathers Day or not THAT’s what makes it a special day!

It snowed yesterday. I know what you are thinking … what does that have to with Easter. Well, nothing. Only that we were lucky it didn’t snow today or else how would we find the eggs? All the flowers are confused. Hopefully, the pollen is gone! Picture should take you to a set.