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Father's Day funny - or not

classyNJ's picture

Submitted by classyNJ on Wed, 06/12/2024 - 10:45am

SS26 has to work fathers day and will make up a dinner later.

I asked DH if him and SS21 STB22 were doing anything.  He said not that he knew of.

ooohhh ok - I normally did all the planning because his ex never acknowledged DH as anything let alone their father.  So I sent a text to SS21:

Classy: - hey sunshine, I know SS26 has work Sunday, but do you have any plans for your dad for fathers day?

SS21: - no, Im free all day.

OMG!  I spit my water on my phone.

Classy: - hey lets try this again - why dont you call your dad and ask him to lunch or something.  I will even do BBQ if you want.

SS21: - thats a good idea. Thanks, love you

SMH

 

Edit to add that I did ask them both if they wanted to join us at the Big Dill in Philly and we could celebrate there, but they do not like pickles like I like pickles. 

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ImperfectlyPerfect's picture

Submitted by ImperfectlyPerfect on Wed, 06/12/2024 - 11:20am

Ain't that the truth...this is the same scenario with my SS the only difference is now I don't intiate them "doing something." They are full grown like yours, if they do nothing that is on them. 

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Submitted by Lillywy00 on Wed, 06/12/2024 - 4:51pm

Joy! ... in my sarcastic voice ... as I think about the deadbeat breeder "fathers", the half-assed "fathers", and the Disneyland fathers .... all expecting something despite doing nothing but causing headaches, drama, family court runs, and bounced checks 

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Submitted by CLove on Wed, 06/12/2024 - 4:25pm

When husbands feeling frisky he calls me Mrs Pickle, because I love them so much. Or maybe Im that sour...:D

Rags's picture

Submitted by Rags on Wed, 06/12/2024 - 7:15pm

I love pickles, and olives. DW, can't stand them.

I see the connection to your Mrs. Pickles honorific from DH.

Pleasantry

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Submitted by classyNJ on Thu, 06/13/2024 - 6:32am

Bless him for giving up part of his weekend to spend the afternoon walking around, standing in line just to be sure I get to taste test.