The BEST Heating Blanket

It was 4 degrees outside last night.

Yep, you heard me!

Here I am with my sister

in my "white robber" outfit that failed to keep me warm.

I came straight from school in my surgical scrubs to Kenzie's

volleyball banquet.

I was FREEEEEEZzing!

But it was OK

because I had my Dad.

He gave me his warm jacket and got my car in the parking lot and brought it to the front door.

He is always warm.  He has giant, warm hands (I inherited the giant hands but not the warm part.)

I love him.

Ok... he IS a

a party pooper and the first one to bed when we all want to

stay up and talk or party.

a big baby whenever us girls get a haircut because "it stinkin'

costs so much!!"

a lecturer if I use the word "makeout".

an embarassment at volleyball matches....and basketball games and

football games because he yells at the players just

like he yells at crazy drivers.

a horrible joke teller when he completely obliterates the punchline.

an unhappy camper whenever "Fred" arrives for one of us girls.

an overprotective father who glares at boys who are looking my way.

BUT

He is BRILLIANT and helps me all the time study for ridiculous classes like Pharmacology.

He is a COMPLETE STUD who can still play ball (any kind of ball) with the boys.

He leaves me post-it notes on my mirror.

I received this one when I got home from school last week:

"In the words of William Hung,

 it takes lots of hard work and perseverance to get through nursing school."

Haha! (For those of you who watch American Idol, you will understand)
He is amazingly strong and faithful to what he knows is true and right.
He is SO handsome and I'm proud to take him anywhere.
He LOVES my mom and shows her everyday.

He is the ENTERTAINER EXTRAORDINAIRE

Exhibit A

Exhibit B

Exhibit C (breast cancer awareness and he felt left out)

Yep, He is officially the craziest father:

And I couldn't ask for a better one!

He is always there...

I love him to death :)