My dad can fix anything. Anything. My dad likes wine. I don't think he cares so much what it is, just that it's red and comes in a wine bottle. Now that I am basically a wine pimp, I give my dad wine for helping me with house stuff. Like putting a fridge in the back of my car.
If anyone has wondered what my dad looks like, here are he and my mom last June when we went to Costa Rica:
If you wanted to know what my dad looked like maybe 15 years ago, it may have been something like this:
Ok, fine. That's me having fun at the Halloween store. It was just too funny to keep under wraps, and though I know that most of the peeps who read my blog have seen these pics, they're still funny. Really funny. And a little scary.
Cheers to my dad!