Now, while I was happy to get this bag of truffles in a box from my folks for my birthday, I did find one thing absolutely hilarious.
It was already opened. Thanks for saving me the work, Pop.
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
My Dad Taught Me To Share, or, Birthdays Are Special in My Family
I have fond memories from my childhood of my brother wrapping up birthday presents in a dirty t-shirt from his bedroom floor, or of my father eating the ice-cream from a new carton and being sure that the next person who opened it would find a completely smooth layer of ice-cream, seemingly fresh from the store, except that it was an inch below the rim.
Now, while I was happy to get this bag of truffles in a box from my folks for my birthday, I did find one thing absolutely hilarious.
It was already opened. Thanks for saving me the work, Pop.
Now, while I was happy to get this bag of truffles in a box from my folks for my birthday, I did find one thing absolutely hilarious.
It was already opened. Thanks for saving me the work, Pop.
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So I laughed right out loud. Did he REALLY eat a few?
Well, I didn't count them or weigh the contents, but the package was definitely open. You remember living with him. He couldn't see a chocolate anything and not "sample" it.
Do you remember the Andes mints someone gave me when I was in the hospital (not knowing I don't like them)? He ate the whole box in about 45 minutes. That was a funny night.
Happy Birthday Bryce.
I think your dad did pretty well with that gift....if I sent you that you definitely would have only receive half an uneaten bag (at most). What can I say, Lindt is great!
Thanks man. We've got to have a BBQ or something when I come back to UT in June.
And I appreciate that he left me some. I really do.
Hey....you're out in Ohio right?
You planning on going to the Utah/Michigan game? I'm just waiting to find a good airfare to Detroit.
Tickets are reserved in my name. That was the first thing I tried to figure out with our upcoming rotation schedule - whether or not I'd be "on call" on a Saturday. God smiled on me and that's the weekend between two rotations, so I'll be there - eating bratwursts and spewing mild obscenities about the chastity of Ann Arbor. Anyone else coming you know of?
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